For me, it is the oblivion and missing out on everything that will follow. I have known so many wonderful people, and seen and experienced as much as I have bee

For me, it is the oblivion and missing out on everything that will follow. I have known so many wonderful people, and seen and experienced as much as I have been able to manage so far, and it's all not even the shallowest mark compared to everything I'll miss out on. I've been driven as long as I can remember by an interest in nearly everything, and one day, it will all be gone for me. I wouldn't say I fear this, exactly. It's an inevitability. I've had enough close calls that I know peace comes after fear. Still though, it's unsettling, and so far no philosophy or introspection has made it less so, and the only treatment I've found for it is more good people and more life.