Well, I feel so much better now. Don't you? We can relax, kick back with a pina colada (non-alcoholic, if you prefer) and wait for our personal alarm clock to buzz. Yeah, no.
Eek. I know we all have to check out sometime but I am not very comfortable thinking about it. It's one of those I'll-do-my-planning-and-push-it-to-the-back-of-my-mind things.
I'm of the opinion that yes, we'll know when we're dying because - unless we go in our sleep (my personal preference), in a super non-sensory coma or "really instant death" - we'll feel even a small, super quick "WTH (what the hey)?!" and know something isn't right.
So, get your Will, Living Will, Trust, funeral-planning, etc. out of the way and then come join me. I'll be on a hammock in the shade somewhere with that aforementioned pina colada. The alcoholic kind. Trying to enjoy the heck out of each day and avoid thinking about my own d-day.

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