Imagine suddenly you no longer exist, poof, from one day to the next there is no more you.
What if you knew that this day would come in a month?
What if it wasn’t for another year?
Or in 5 years?
Would you spend your remaining time differently than you do now?
If so, why aren’t you already doing it?
I’d spend time with loved ones and look forward to not having to deal with gestures vaguely at the world this bullshit ever again.