One day I'm going to die. So will everyone on this website. It might be when I'm old, or it might happen tomorrow through some unfortunate luck. In any case, it'll happen eventually. At that time, all that makes me will cease to function. My brain will not think, I will no longer feel happiness or pain. Most of us cannot imagine a circumstance of such total unawareness beyond falling asleep, and we only do so brcause we're sure that we'll wake up. We will not wake up again in someone else's body. We'll just stop. Some people will grieve, but the majority of the world won't notice. Life on Earth will go on as if we were never a part of it.

Disclaimer: I'm not as depressed as this post might make me seem. I just had a nerve-wracking week of waiting for some test results, of which a positive result would have made life much harder. I thought about death in general a lot this week.