Living Will
There’s no virtue in being unhappy. And no redemption in suffering.
When I go, dope me up, pull the plug and give my organs away. I’d especially like it if my eyes were useful to someone.
Cremate me. Some ridiculously themed urn. Tasteful but absurd.
…If someone could then “accidentally” spill my remains on my brother I’d really appreciate it.
-Johnny Zito
