...hadn't visited this thread in a few days. Short on time, being out of country and off line for a while. So-rry
While I'm very much *aware* of the shortness and fleetingness of life (I'm 30 and I have life insurance and all of my high-cost loans have early death clauses on them in favor of my girlfriend or parents), my fears are much more towards the "suddenly become disabled" variety than the "suddenly dead" type. If I wrap my car around a pylon tomorrow and I'm dead...Well, so be it. I've thought about suicide often enough that my dying early and leaving people sin't something that worries or scares me.
Suddenly being crippled, blind, deaf, or - far worse - mentally handicapped, as in early onset Alzheimers, Parkinson, what-have-you?
That scares the willies out of me. It could happen to anyone, at any time - a stroke, something congenital, a short time of blood or oxygen deprivation for the brain, and huzzah, you no longer have a short term memory. Or you can't speak anymore. Or you're locked in. Or you start slowly regressing to a four-year-old - all the while
aware of what you're losing.
I'll take the quick smash against a wall or bridge or something over that any day.
And geeze, I was balding at 14, graying at 16. It's really lucky being completely shaven bald went from "neo-nazi and completely unacceptable" to "cool/rugged manly" over the past decade. I don't even shave the top of my head anymore, there's not even fuzz growing there