Just had a dream this morning.
Apparently, I was deal a fatal Lightsaber blow just under my stomach, slightly on the left hips (I know because I saw it on the mirror). Although the wound has started to heal, I am afraid I do not have much time left.
So, I know I am going to the Other Side and told my assistant not to worry. I am glad to go over there but its the pain of dying that I am afraid of. Because we're Jedis (WTF?) we can communicate to each other when we brush our teeth (really, WTF....?)
And so, here I am sitting down, waiting to die...