It's probably an unnecessarily morbid place to start, but eventually I and everyone else will die and, assuming that I am not senile or taken completely by surprise, there will be a moment when evolution * will throw me a gift, which is to randomly access every available memory in the hope that one will give me the edge to get out of the situation. ** I am hoping that when that happens I will be able to reflect (probably not for very long) that:
1. I have had an overall positive influence on the world
2. I have got somewhere close to achieving my potential
3. I have had fun
* If you don't "believe" feel free not to contact me (and better still feel free not to avail yourself of any medical care at all as no doubt you think it's based on evil conspiracies from atheist scientists)
** That really does happen. When I was eighteen I was mountaineering and the ice beneath my feet cracked. Only being eighteen the show was pretty crap.