On the day itself, not much, maybe just focus to get it done, calmly, no rush. Because of the fasting, I think the day before is really the last day to do things. I'll soon be moving to a town closer to the coast, and I'd like to spend that day on the beach. Not thinking too much, enjoying the sun and sea, the feel of the sand under my feet as I go for a walk. I'm separated from my love and family by continents, so I'll be alone and if things are going the way I foresee, I will be at peace. I'll purchase some weed for a last smoke, and while high, have a last video call with my person. Not to say goodbye, just to make him laugh, see that smile, and hear his voice as we chat about silly things. I'll leave him with no doubt of my love for him, in this world and the next.