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Once (or twice), I mentioned to P that I'm in this state where if I died today, I wouldn't be terribly upset or have any regrets. It's not so much the whole carpe diem, live like it's your last day alive sort of thing, but more of my bucket list being... quite non-existent. I mean, yeah, it'll be nice to do some stuff, like do a bike tour around the world, skydive, pilot (or at least sit in) an Apache, but meh.