Writer's Block: R.I.P

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For the longest time I wanted to be cremated because the thought of decaying and being eaten by worms etc. wasn't terrible appealing, but I really don't care any longer. I'll be dead, so I (hopefully) won't know, and I certainly won't care. I still rather like the thought of being cremated and having the ashes scattered, so that I (although it's absurd saying 'I' when talking about one's ashes...) won't be confined in a single space, but as far as I know scattering the ashes is forbidden here, and in the end that's probably a pointless self-indulgance. Maybe death is the point where one should finally relinquish control...