If you could choose how you’re going to die, how would you go? (Mine’s ‘sharks’.)

I’m in California or Mexico right now (probably), so for a few weeks, this is a collection of all my favourite questions I’ve thought of in the last year and bit since I started this blog. You have the answers to everything you want to know (about the world or about yourself) inside of you, all it takes is to ask yourself the right question. And sometimes, the simpler, or stupider, the question, the better it is and the deeper it gets to the answer you want. Go on, ask yourself these questions. See what happens.

If you choose how you’re going to die, what what would it be?

(Mine would be to be eaten by a shark. To come from nature, and then return to it, as food for a living organism, especially the crazily misunderstood shark, yes please)