[You have the chance to write one last post on your blog before you stop blogging forever. Write it.]
I remember an episode of Dead Like Me, where they were cataloging the last words of the souls they took. Not that they heard them necessarily, but it seemed the Universe keeps good records. Which made me wonder, knowing my impulsive outbursts, exactly what my last words would be.

One might wonder, what does this have to do with stopping blogging forever. Well, I don’t know. That probably depends on the reason why anyone would stop blogging. The way I feel, right now, I think I could go on and on and on and on… And then I think about all those things I’ve started, which were soon locked in the musty attic of my mind. So that last word might be….

See, right there, mid sentence, might have been the last words. Of course, The End, that’s appropriate. Let me puruse the 108 entries and see what others considered this to be all about.

I’ve returned from the excavation of 108 blogs.

So here’s what I came up with. I am not going to stop blogging. I’m not going to have last words. When I came to BU101, it was me returning to one of the foremost passions I have in life: writing. While I’ve never done it in blog form, and I’m not doing my usual stories, it’s creative. If I ever want to move onto writing stories again, I can do it here.

BUT, should I ever stop – due to, say, heading off into my sunset, then I’ll remain here as I wrote one in my 101 blog:

Memory Interuptus

I stopped right there, middle of a thought, and now it’s ever so many days later,  perhaps a couple of weeks… and I have no clue which of my 101 blog posts I was thinking about.

So, what I’m taking that to mean, is, should I one day disappear off the blogging circuit, whatever my last post was, will be my last words. Let it remain a mystery.

25 Songs, 25 Days

Day 12: The last song I heard

This morning, while dancing around the kitchen making breakfast, as usual, my headphones were feeding me all manner of music.

As I set the last dish on the table, I walked over to disengage from my mp3 player. The song playing was: