How many of us have that secret dream of Shangri La -that unspoiled,pristine spot on earth-that we would like to visit one day?Then life got in the way-the responsibilities,mortgage payment,car loans,career advancement and that spot fades further and further into the back of the mind.
Then one day life just grabs you by the throat and jolts you out of that auto pilot state of near somatic mundaneness.You're told you're gonna be knocking on the door of death in six months' time so before you pay your respects to the grim reaper ,what do you want to do?
How much of your work would matter when you're just a cog in the wheel and no one is indispensable as you've soon discovered except in the minds of despotic rulers who obstinately cling on until the last gasp of breath.
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