This shit is as real as it gets. We really Don’t have time. I did not think for one second February 24 2025 could very well be the Last Day of my life. And it very nearly was, and I quickly realized that as I laid on the ground with a broken C5 vertebrae. It was a Fracture but if the Doc says that shit is a Broken Neck it’s a Broken Neck! My arm was also broken. Today I am healing up nicely after having the sutures removed from my arm. And my neck has little pain and I maintain a good amount of strength and mobility. The he entire notion that I have time to Do what I want is false to me now. Because I may not have enough Time.