If I found out I only had one year to live, well first I would probably get really depressed. Then of course, I'd get over myself and move on. First, I would fly to Europe, and visit England, and Rome. I would visit the Vatican. After Rome, I would fly to Dubai to visit the largest mall in the world. Then I would go on a safari and insist on holding a monkey. Simply because that would be awesome. After my safari adventure I'd fly back over to the U.S. and stop in New York City. I'd walk around central park just to say I had, and then I would visit wall street. Then after that I would take a trip to the Bahamas and stay at Atlantis. This all sounds great, but I would insist my family comes with me and a few friends because otherwise it would be lonely. I would make the most of the last year. I wouldn't hold back, of course I wouldn't do anything really stupid, like skydiving. Although that would be quite the thrill. I would also publish the book that I am writing, because that is a dream. If I only had one year to live, I can assure you, I wouldn't be sitting here writing about, I'd be out in the world. I'd let myself be free.
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