The 31-year-old man dies in his sleep one night for no apparent reason. A healthy athlete drowns. We’re rarely taken from each other at convenient moments. But even when you try to control your death, there’s not much to rationalize. You can’t possibly believe you’re not going to hurt anyone when you go. The pain in your own life might end, but the world will continue in its cold way. Life, like death devoid of meaning, will go on without you. It’s best to live as well as possible, make your own meaning, tell the irreverent universe to piss off.