The world will end tomorrow. What do you do today?

I would laugh if I were told my would will end tomorrow, because my world is not a part of the world you're thinking of.

The woods where I live are out of time and place as you know them. Here each day something is born and something dies, still the woods are there. They are timeless, and therefore know no end and no beginning, though they live through both every day.

I will end one day, as all things must do. It is the cycle of nature.

If that day were to be tomorrow, I would spend today as I do every day. In the forest, with my love. Loving and living.