Religion aside, most of us would agree on the mortality of mankind. Where we go after we die is largely up for debate, but imagine…rather than a place where we’d end up, the person who we would meet. I’m not referring to being face-to-face with God or St. Peter at the pearly gates, but imagine encountering someone much more familiar to you or perhaps, as foreign. That person is YOU.
What if on the last day on earth, the person you became will meet the person you could have become — will you recognize that person? And will that be your personal hell or heaven?
When I Leave is founded upon the hope of a life well lived. On your last day, what will it be? Heaven or Hell?