This is the last time I’m doing this

I got my hair cut last week and as I was getting up from the chair, he asked if six weeks out would be good.

“God willing,” I said and he turned to me and asked, “Why do you always say that?”

“Because one of these times, we will make an appointment and I will not show up. It will be the last time I get a haircut. There will be a last morning I will wake up, a last cup of coffee I will drink, a last phone call I will make, a last commute to work… a last everything. Just a fact of life.”

“Well, that is a fatalist view on life,” he shot back.

“On the contrary,” I said. “Knowing that each time you do something may be your last should motivate you to make it the best one ever. At some point, it will be.”

And for the record, my latest haircut laid down nicely. Probably his best ever.

The conversation was good, too.