It’s an amazing thing when the way we spend our time genuinely shows what we want out of life. It requires the space to think clearly, to part with the excess, (physical or otherwise) and be present with the things that remain. It is by no means easy, but it is worth every second.
People often feel that “no” is a bad word. I find it to be quite the opposite — it’s liberating.
So the better question isn’t when you’re going to die. It’s what are you choosing as your vehicle to get there? If everything you do each day brings you closer to death in its own unique and subtle way, then what are you choosing to let kill you?
There’s only so many minutes in each hour, and hours in each day, and every day there’s a finite amount of things that you can let weigh you down. It’s incredibly freeing to choose what is killing you.