The day I die

I tend to think a lot about death. Mainly my own. What will happen to me when I die? Not just my soul but also my body. I don't have a plot. Will I be cremated? Who will keep my ashes? If no one keeps them where will they be spread? This is what I want when I die....

Cremate me, spread my ashes in an opening in the woods someplace. Have a memorial service, with NO PREACHER! This is about my life, not saving the souls of the ones I left behind. Also, I am not Christian, so that would just be fucked up to have preaching at my memorial service. There is only one song I want played...."Coming Back Down" By: Hollywood Undead. Not only do I love the song and the band, but it would also be just a great song.

I know this blog is a little sad, perhaps even dark, but that is whats on my mind today.