Is this it then?

Only if you want it to be.

I’m not sure what I want anymore.

Few people do.

Why did it have to be now?

Is there a time that would satisfy you?

What now then? What becomes of me?

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I don’t think anyone gets to have those answers ahead of time.

So, why are you here?

It seemed like you didn’t want to be alone.

Perhaps you’re right. I’ve spent plenty of time alone.

It’s probably better not to focus on regrets.

Now, you’re gonna tell me how to die properly?

Death… I suppose that’s one way to see it.

What else would it be?

Change.

It seems simpler when you’re not the one dying.

You can believe what you want.

So, what do you want?

I think that’s my question to ask.

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How much time do I have left?

Best not to dwell on such unknown quantities.

So, should we get started?

It’s perhaps the best thing we can do at this juncture.