The Last Seven Days of Mourning

I have traveled a long way in these seven days. I saw war and death, faith and truth, profound philosophy and plain and simple pursuit. There are also the joys and sorrows of Paris, the fires of Rome and Rouen, and those tiny humans who shake the world with their tiny bodies. I looked up at others, looked back at myself, and saw countless possibilities. Maybe parting is full of sadness, but I am very happy to see so much before leaving. But don't forget, I'm dead.