The challenge gets demanding!
See the blog Expatriatism for a list of the other worthy participants, including my artist niece, and links to their daily drawings.
Day 11: Our assignment was to draw our Last Request If The World Were Ending.
Last Request… hmmm. Should it be food? I mean, I’ve heard it’s bad to have the world end with a full stomach. Don’t you get cramps?
A drink (see Day 6)? Nope. Not good to have slower reflexes when your one chance to avert the destruction of the world comes along. And assuming there was a glitch in the ending of the world and we survived, but wound up in a different time zone… never mind.
What kind of world-ending apocalypse allows last requests, anyway, I wonder? Oh hush, Bill. Can’t you ever just play along with the game?
So okay, assuming I knew that the world was going to end, and there was nothing I could do about it (and that we would definitely not survive), then my last wish would be for my final minutes to be spent with the ones I love most: wife, kids and grandkids.
Yep. Hugs would be the order of the day.
And how’s that different than any other day of my life?