I always think of the Five Remembrances:
I am of the nature to grow old. There is no way to escape growing old. I am of the nature to have ill health. There is no way to escape having ill health. I am of the nature to die. There is no way to escape death. All that is dear to me and everyone I love are of the nature to change. There is no way to escape being separated from them. My actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground upon which I stand.
“All lives are the same length, Lazarus. They're all just one moment long. It’s the moment we’re in. The rest is memory or imagination.” — Dora, in Time Enough for Love by Robert A. HeinleinNot that you need to hear it from me, but you will be remembered and missed.
The absurdist humor of my impending demise making the front page of hackernews and being debated by the denizens thereof is not lost on me.