Call out sick from work, spend the day with my kids, do something meaningful with them, then put them to bed.

Tbh I think if this genuinely happened and I just found out right now, I would just start walking and not stopping. I would think I'd be the most mindful and alert I have ever been in my life and I wouldn't want to waste that. I also imagine I would also probably be extremely nice to everyone. Like someone's walking in the rain or something and I'd just hand them the coat I was wearing for them to keep. It would look really weird lol but I think that's the kind of hyper-selflessness that you'd just do without even a thought if you knew you were about to die.

Thanks for asking this question btw it's very intriguing. It makes me wonder if it's even remotely possible to live each day like it's your last y'know.

Delete all my porn and write down all my passwords for my wife.

Convince my spouse to stay home from work and do all her favorite activities, basically give her a really awesome day to remember me by.

Keep browsing.

try to meet with or call everyone i love and tell them how much i love them

guess i'd buy a rifle and take my best shot at improving the world

Maybe hire a hooker. Feed my dog a steak. Write a will. Test drive a hellcat. Hire another hooker.

I'd do it in that order too

I would immediately buy everybody everything on credit, then die.

Nothin. Anything I'd want to do would cost money, and money is the thing I dont have.

Maybe speed things along if nothing else.

Stop worrying. Maybe go out to eat tonight.

Kill my self. Die on my own terms, and mess up whoever’s plan it was for me to die in 24hrs

i'd tell everyone I could, you cant tell me what to do

Finalize my will.

Fuck knows. Panic?

Well im on the other side of the country from my wife. Also 8 hours from the nearest airport to get home.

I think i wouls drive the great Australian bite and write out my feelings and how much i love mt wife and friends, then sit on the bottom of Australia and watch the sun set off those cliffs then set the text to send after i die, (since i cant tell anyone ahead of time)

It would be lonely but i think cathartic too, just a chance to decompress from the world before the forever sleep

Would question my own sanity

Triple-check that our mortage is paid off in the event of my death, so that my wife and children will have a place to live after I (sole breadwinner) am gone.

Tell my kids I love them, update my will, go to the redwood forest, and walk until I died.

Probably the same I do already. Stare into one of the glowing rectangles in my home, waiting for it to end and being happy that I didn't selfishly put more humans into this grinder.

First, I wouldn't tell anyone I was going to die, but I'd go see everyone who is important to me. Even if it was insanely inconvenient for them, I'd do it and tell them I love them. I'm sure it will make all of them angry I didn't say "I'll be dead in 24hrs" but that's now how I want to go out. Everyone crying and blah blah blah. Am I getting on your nerves because you love me but the new born is crying and I showed up unannounced? I know and that's okay. I'll probably smile fondly, give them a big hug and tell them I'll see them when I can. Then I'd get home and start writing. I'd write as much to every person I needed to. If I had anything to say at all, I'd say it. A lot of apologizing and explaining why I didn't say anything but I'd definitely put in a "if you feel bad by the way you acted towards me the last time we saw each other, fuck you. I don't remember being required to consider your feelings about my death. I went out the way I wanted, and I gave you one last memory of me being me. Not everyone standing around being an asshole and crying on everything." Then would elaborate in detail to each one individually what I will remember about them. What I want them to remember about me and who I was. Probably write about the good and the bad, but remind them every other paragraph they have nothing to feel bad for, that I know they loved me and I didn't say anything because I wanted my last time with them to be normal. It would take the majority of the time I have left. Then, idk. Probably depending on my mood in the hours before, I may go find somewhere secluded with a good view or pick one person and tell them so I don't have to go out alone. That one I don't think any person can say for sure till it happened. Hell, I might say fuck it and find anyone I can so I don't go out alone. But I've already faced some of this reality once and writing was the thing that I felt I needed to do most. To explain anything and everything. Don't leave anything up for debate or question. They will all have all the answers to all the questions within days of my death. No wondering this or feeling guilty for that.

I would spend the day with my loved ones reminding them of what great people they are and then passing with dignity. I do not fear death because the Buddhist philosophy taught me to embrace the here and now. Yesterday already happened and tomorrow is not a given. Today matters.

Try heroin lol

Burn something down tied to shitty CEOdom.

I'd get in the car and start driving. I'd go and have the conversation I've been afraid to have for years

... or I'd be paralyzed with fear like I've been for the rest of my life.

... or if I'm being honest, I'd most likely grab a bottle of tequila, fall off the wagon, and find out what I actually want to do that way.

I would do everything in my power to make sure my family knows how much I love them. Not too worried about financial particulars etc. We're poor as fuck and all my accounts are jointly in my wife's name, so whatever resources there are she shouldn't have a problem getting at. I'm confident my brothers and her siblings would step up and help with our kids. My kids are old enough to miss me but young enough for it to probably not ruin their lives. They'd most likely be ok.

Regardless of the means of my demise, I'd slip away shortly before my time was up and drive to the police station or something.

answrrs so far: sex, walking, browsing, play with my kids.

cry a lot

Celebrate, make sure there’s some legal framework for all my stuff to go to my younger brothers and then probably drink/smoke/do whatever drugs I can find to make the last few hours as nice as possible.

I lost the will to keep fighting a long time ago. I’m not actively hoping for death, but it’s not something I’d be unhappy about encountering.