Whatslife

"This is an app about life, death, and time.

"When I was a kid, I thought I was Peter Pan who would never grow old, but in the end, I was no match for the wear and tear of health and old looks." — by maker.

The clock turns, and life passes.

Sometimes, life is just a series of numbers: how many years, months, hours, minutes we have lived. When we realize this, we are often caught in a massive sense of emptiness and can't escape from it.

Although we see ourselves ten years ago in the photo, sometimes, we almost forget who we were ten years ago, what we were thinking, and what kind of wish we had.


Features

- Time of Life: remind you how many years, months, hours, minutes you have lived;

- Clock of Death: anticipate how many meals, sex, weekends, and travels that you can still enjoy in the rest of your life;

- Wishlist: mark your shining hopes and life wishes by category;

- Memory: connect the dots of all your highlight pictures and moments in life.


Nadine Stair wrote a poem at her age of 87, called ""I'd Pick More Daisies,"" for all of you:

If I had my life over, I’d try to make more mistakes next time.

I would relax.  I would limber up.  I would be sillier than I have been this trip.

I know of very few things I would take seriously.

I would be crazier.  I would be less hygienic.  I would take more chances.

I would take more trips.  I would climb more mountains.

Swim more rivers and watch more sunsets.

I would eat more ice-cream and less beans!

I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones!

You see, I am one of those people who live prophylactically,

and sanely and sensibly, hour after hour day after day.

Oh I’ve had my moments and, if I had to do it again, I’ld have more of them.

In fact, I’d try to have nothing else, just moments, one after another,

Instead of living so many years ahead each day.

I have been one of those people who never go anywhere without….A thermometer, a hot water bottle; a gargle; a raincoat and a parachute.

If I had to do it over again, I would go places and do things and travel lighter than I have,

If I had my life over, I would start barefooted earlier in spring, and stay that way later in fall.

I would play hookey more.

I wouldn’t make such good grades except by accident.

I would ride more merry-go-rounds.

I'd pick more daisies!"