Which, of course, begs the question of why we don't always live like one of my favorite Nickelback songs, If Today Was Your Last Day? I think I would eat way too much chocolate if I lived like that. On the other hand, I would likely suffer fools even less well than I currently do, and I would give up on exercise altogether. I might not do any housework, or send in the paperwork to get the insurance money for my wrecked car or worry about my unpaid bills. I would definitely give that extra hug, or make sure to get to that email or text to my good friend that I've been meaning to write.