while browsing esquire, i stumbled upon an article titled "The Last Days of Heath Ledger" by Lisa Taddeo. it is a fictitious account of Heath's last days before his unexpected death. the writer tracked down Heath's last whereabouts, asked around, read as many accounts and rumors about his death then wrote a conceivable chronicle of Heath's final days. like how taking a peek into a famous person's life is always interesting, this article is also a nice read. as to what Heath really felt or thought the moments before his death? he, alone, knows.
"Kid, he says, forget what the world wants from you. Go live out your own fucking sueño. "- stop living your life on the account of what people want and expect from you. live out your sueño (dream) and make it happen
"My official last meal is a banana-nut muffin. It's not even a particularly fresh one. Some advice: Look at your next muffin. Really fucking look at it. Imagine that muffin is the last bit of food you will ever stick in your mouth. If I could do it over again, I'd make sure everything I ate was an endangered animal's heart on toast with foie-gras crumbles and black-truffle shavings. I mean, fuck. A goddamn muffin."
- live each day as if it is your last. because, who knows? it might be.
"It's just like that. I don't know how it will be for you, but for me, you wake up one more time and everything is really bright, like a flashbulb. Everything is clear as vodka. And then you go back to sleep again. One last punch-drunk opening of the eyes is what you get, and guess what--it's enough.
So hey, buddy, why so serious? Chin up. It's all part of the plan."
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