Death holds no allure for me, it’s gonna happen when it happens. The treat is in dying, the way that you live your dying. I’m gonna keep up the dying as long as possible, although my body is really calling the shots now. Although I certainly have bad days, I never have uninteresting days. There is a beauty and giddiness in dying that I never expected to find.

And, yeah, after months of dying, death comes. My life is expunged and I disappear.