Since the world ends today, I'd be ticked if I had struggled to write something meaningful and it was lost in all that chaos.
I'm more of a heathen than a Christian, so my destruction is (apparently) assured.
So, instead I plan to kick back in the time that's left to me and swallow fresh, ripe, organic strawberries until the earth swallows me. That's my idea of rapture.
Thanks for all your comments and interest. It's been nice knowing you!