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I'm an aggressive driver. Oh I know what I'm doing. I just do it aggressively. While on the road, I've felt this crazy illogical sense of security. "I'm not going to die. God has got a lot in store for me. My story ain't done. I've got a lot to go!"

But that isn't necessarily true. People die all the time. And they die even though they had plenty in front of them. There is no guarantee.

I'm going to a meeting soon. We'll be talking about the deindustrialization and redevelopment of some Port lands. Later tonight, I fly to Taiwan for my Grandfather's funeral. Death is on my mind.

Did my last minute packing this morning. There's a chance I may go to the airport directly (depending on the length of the meeting). My bags are packed but with dirty clothes. Well, some items are dirty and tied up in a bag. When I arrive in Taiwan, I'll already have a load of laundry to do.

Unless I get lucky with internet access, blogs will be delayed until Monday. See you soon.

In a bullet proof vest,
With the windows all closed,
I'll be doing my best,
I'll see you soon,
In a telescope lens,
And when all you want is friends,
I'll see you soon.