Imagine you are wide awake when your breathing gently stops. I had the good fortune to be lying in the emergency room when this happened to me some nine years ago. Like yourself, perhaps, I expected to gasp for breath, panicking, but instead felt entirely calm -- despite the doctor's quizzical look.
How often should one think about his or her upcoming rendezvous with non-existence? In my humble opinion, there are two main problems with death.