I caught up with my ex, Alexis and asked her how she was doing and what she was up to.
She said: Thanks for asking. I have been thinking about how to reconcile two opposing attitudes towards death. On the one hand Epicurus advises us to consider that where death is, I am not and where I am, death is not and to conclude that death is nothing to me and I should ignore it. On the other hand, Socrates says the wise man’s life is nothing but a preparation for death. How can I prepare for something that is nothing for me? What do you think?
I’m not sure, I said.
I think the whole notion of what “I” am is relativized to my conception of death, as death is the limit of my experience. Different “I” different death.
Makes sense, I said.
It turned out she was dating some guy named Dave, I think in the music business.