"Choose your last words, this is the last time...cause you and I, we were born to die."
This is the lyric that immediately came to my mind when I heard the prompt for my first #FMFParty, or Five Minute Friday: "last." How funny that I should choose to join this writing exercise, community, group, really cool thing for my first time on the day they chose "last."
I wonder if this will be my last #FMFParty post. I don't have a great record for continuing series of posts. Or for posting more unedited, spontaneous, "raw" stuff. The point of this is to practice doing the exact thing about writing that scares me and that I hate: take five minutes of writing from the heart, without editing or overthinking, and post it.
It's nice having the freedom to do this. Whenever I do it for another reason, I feel kind of...selfish. "All about me" posts.
So maybe this is the first and the last post I'll do in this series. Maybe it's not last.
Or maybe it's the last time I'll be afraid to write like this.
Either way, as Lana del Rey says, I should "choose my last words." This might be "the last time." Or not. Who knows? Every day could be our last day. This makes it more important to choose our words, thoughts, and actions and make those choices matter.
Five minutes are up! Here's more info on #FiveMinuteFriday, or #FMFParty. Technically it's a Thursday night where I am, but oh well. Now to post this before I give in to the urge to edit everything above the button. It's like a compulsion.
And for anyone who's curious, here's the song I mentioned: