Dance On My Grave - Blueprint Magazine
While death is not something that, strictly speaking, I look forward to, there are admittedly some reasons why I wouldn’t totally object to its occurrence. First of all, no more traffic. There are few things I hate more than travelling at less than 10 miles an hour in an automobile, and given the increase in the amount of cars on the road, I can’t see this problem becoming any less frustrating. As an aside, this alone is enough to convince me that biomedical gerontology is a complete waste of time. A thousand years of red lights? Fuck that.