A letter from May 14th, 2020

Do you believe in a god yet? or is this really the hill I end up dying on? Speaking of dying, I've been thinking if I die- which I most likely won't- it might as well happen in a field full of wildflowers (an allergic reaction to the lavender, probably) and I know that this could be left unsaid but I think I'll look cute if it happens. (By "it" I mean dying. ) Best case scenario, I'm immortal and end up living a high fashion life until I eventually decide to become a well-known cryptid "haunting" an abandoned hospital somewhere. Worst case scenario I become a comedian or a slam poet, Whatever entity I end up believing in help me if that happens. your favorite cryptid, me