I have died, 7 or 8 times now, and I can tell you, each time was wicked cool! The feeling of the blood rushing out of your head, whoo!!

Nah, I'm just kidding, obviously.

I used to think about death a lot. At one point I became paranoid of dying that I used to not sleep. I had night terrors as a child, and from there, it grew into slight paranoia. I haven't thought about death in years though. I overcame my little problem and got my head screwed on straight.

So yeah, I don't think about it unless I want to turn nutty again. I know when I do die, it was for the right reason.