I’m not depressed (at the moment, well maybe a little), just feeling philosophical.
Edit: the idea of this came to me because I was pondering why people fight so hard to beat diseases and live a few more years. What are they planning to do? Why exert effort just to be here longer when you don’t have a reason?
Just why?
Sometimes one just wanna go out on their own terms, and finish all their goals, and disease is just something that’s in the way.
A few more years is precious to those, I suppose.