Allow me to explain dying.

First, there's a deafening roar, then rushing water, then gentle silence. The feeling of your soul leaving your body is one of complete and total freedom. For awhile there's nothing, but then you get pulled back into form and being again, but it doesn't carry the same weight as flesh and blood being.

 When I dropped back into form, I was standing in the expansive wings of a giant stage. People scurried here and there, mostly groupies. But there were a couple faces that were actually familiar.

 Janis Joplin and John Lennon were sharing a table in the wings over drinks. Even though I knew I would be uncool in the afterlife, I decided to go and introduce myself, as long as I was here.

 And then I saw him, looking frantic and for someone from his own generation; my never-quite-was-john, Jared Leto.