Used, Like New
I've been living in memories of death ad in nightmares that animate the dead into jagged, soulless, lumps of a human facade. The nightmares are the worst.
Because of this, I've been thinking of my own death. Thinking of how to reword my will so my exact wishes are shared, then carried out.
Today I purchased my urn. I got it half off, because I chose to buy used.
Used, Like New.