So begins the influx of people posting their bucket lists to their Facebook pages. We all laugh and joke about the end of the world, but there are people who honestly believe that, in two days, on December 21st of this year, some Mayan prophecy is going to come true, and we are all going to be wiped out in some cataclysmic catastrophe that none of us are properly prepared for. While I can tell you that the Mayans did not include leap year, and other such stupid human practices, in their calendars, so in terms of THEIR December 21st, we have already passed it. But, we can humor this thought for a few moments regardless. If you knew it was all going to end in a few days, what would you do differently? Would you do the things you always wanted to do, but were too afraid? My real question here is, why not do those things anyway? You need to threat of death to make it so you truly live? How does that make any sense?