I’ve been to five funerals in the last three years, including my father’s and my sister’s. Now I can’t stop thinking about what I will look like in a coffin. Will they shave my beard? What will they have me wearing? Will I have a slight smile? What position will they put my arms in? Will they leave my glasses on? Will they just skip all of this and cremate me? How many people will show up? Where will I be buried? If there is an afterlife, will I get to attend my own funeral?
Then, when I’m laying in bed at night, I practice different coffin positions. I think I want my hands on my stomach, with the fingers intertwined.
