remembrance of the self and the eventuality of non-existence

think back to the time you were truly sad. what about happy? what about angry? can you remember why and how you felt that way? chances are you cant. everything will eventually be forgotten, so why bother dwelling on it? this is how i feel sometimes and chances are you will too, and i like to remember the fact that everything is temporary. as in everything you dread and love will eventually become nothing along with you. im not sure about you, but that seems pretty peaceful to me. no worries and no feelings, just nothingness. my friends say that it's "pretty weird that i'd prefer to be nothing then something" but that's not at all what im saying. of course i wanna be something! but unfortunately this world is tiring and far from perfect, so a little nap until it's done baking doesn't sound that bad, does it?