Every day we run the risk of being electrocuted in our beds, carried away by bees or swallowed alive by the Earth. And yet, there is perhaps no greater symbol for one's impending mortality than this: a moldy Twinkie.
Nestled in a cocoon of ignorance that told us Twinkies would outlast us all, we looked away from our own fleeting touch with existence. Surely, we would die someday, after all the world is changed and the young years of our lives were utterly spent. As it turns out, that day is today.
The expiration date on said Twinkie indicated it would live until at least August 20th, 2015, further proving that Death laughs at our ceaseless crusade for longevity. He will come for you on His terms, whether that be 45 years, 45 days or 45 seconds after biting into a moldy Twinkie at the office. We died as we lived; blogging what we loved.
