I wonder whether my last breath will be deep or shallow. What I don’t really know is, after my last breath, will I breathe a different air? How will I know when I’m dead? How long will I be dead? After I’m dead for some time, years, millennia, what’s next for me? How will I know?  How can I know I’m alive when I don’t know what “life” is?  When I’m dead, can I wish that I were alive? I shall not want to live again. That is mostly true. A man reflecting on his life is often drawn to wonder about his death. Seem so natural!

I like to ask questions for which I have no answer.