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I take comfort in the fact that my mind may eventually fade into delirium, preceding the utter deterioration of my body and eventual death. I may even forget who I am one day, or the nature of existence. Imagine consciously experiencing such a tragedy as the final wears of age, the rusting and falling apart of a once beautiful sports car. Its oft spoken of, the supposed horror of dementia, but as for me, I only wish It would happen sooner rather than later.