Have you ever thought of the day you die?

I suppose we never truly know until we get there, but I don't imagine I'll be bothered too much. Maybe it'll be something sudden, like a car accident or a heart attack. Maybe it'll be something drawn out, like cancer. Maybe nothing so dramatic. But I don't think I'll be afraid. Everyone always talks about where we go when we die, but do you remember where you were before you were born? We fear the unknown, but it's not unknown. Not really. The end of our existence isn't the strange part. We didn't exist for the vast majority of time the universe has been around. Our lives are just a fleeting moment. I see death as a return to normalcy. Going back home. So while I'm not racing to get there, I'm not bothered by the idea of it. I had the chance to see and hear and experience some very beautiful things. That will have to be enough. That is enough.