I think that it would be extremely beneficial if someone were to convince me that I was dying. But I would have to believe it and feel like it was actually happening. Imagine if your parents have you go for a checkup, the doctor comes out and tells you that you have this certain disease, giving you 30 days to live. You look up the disease, its real and it all checks out. There is nothing you can do to prevent it. And no one lives more than the 30 days. Your parents are crying. You completely believe that this is happening. So what now? Honestly, I don’t know what I would do. Probably become as religious as possible with my faith. Try to leave my family, friends, and the world on good terms. But as for how I would view the little details, what I might deem important now, which then, I might not care for, is so hard to determine. How would I behave? Interact? After pondering this, I think I would definitely trying to soak in every moment. To feel every second. So why am I not doing all these things now?