“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you.I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”
Forget about your lists and do what you can because that's all you can do. Phone up the people you miss and tell them you love them. Hug those close to you as hard as you can. Because you are always only a drunk driver's stupidity, a nervous shopkeeper's mistake, a doctor's best attempts and an old age away from forever.