I've come to terms with life and death. We live and we die like a tree, ie one shot. What gets me is that there's 6 billion people in the world. It's our insignificance that bothers me. I mean, even if you feel special within your own little group, your family and your friends, you aren't ever going to amount to ****. That's realistic thinking. One in 6 billion man, what are the odds? You can live your life content and have meaning with your family, kids and all that but so what? So do 6 billion other people, what's the point in you? There's always going to be somebody better and all you can ever do is hope to come across a bit of cash so you can drink yourself to death. lol.