Lately I've been thinking about death

My death. Not in a sick way, I guess, but I always find myself reflecting on how mortal I am while daydreaming. I'm fragile, made of flesh, bones, and blood. I could stop breathing at any moment and be forgotten by everyone else. I never cared much about it, but this time I do. I want to experience more things, I want to make it all worthwhile for me... Something more mind-numbing event, that makes me see beyond who I am, what I know