I think about dying a lot, every time I fall asleep on a train or a plane I expect to wake up to a crash!
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Death by plane crash scares me. I travel a lot, and when you hit turbulence, and post 9/11, that's in the back of my mind a bit.
I have more than once in my time woken up feeling like death.
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?
The scariest thought in the world is that someday I'll wake up and realize I've been sleepwalking through my life: underappreciating the people I love, making the same hurtful mistakes over and over, a slave to neuroses, fear, and the habitual.
I've always been terrified of dying, always. It was a concern of mine long before it had to be.
I'm going to die with my mind intact. And to me that is the most exciting way you could possibly die.
I'm terrified I'm about to die, or that all the people I love are about to die, every second of every day.
I never worry that I'll die in my sleep, because I'm never asleep!
I don't spend a lot of time thinking about dying, but I like to think that I've - if it did occur - that I would die peacefully and not make too much of a fuss about it.
My brain and body and nervous system, they see a plane ride, a long plane trip, as an opportunity to sleep with nothing coming in, nothing to do. I just go offline the minute I'm on the plane.