We all have minds, instincts and desires, and we all live with the knowledge that one day they will all run down and come to a stop. The world will spin on, indifferent and oblivious to the fact that we no longer inhabit it. So perhaps the fear that chills our blood is not so much that life will be over, as it is that we will have so wasted it, as to have left no impression whatsoever on the world we leave behind...