Photo by Stephen Andrews on Unsplash Not, like, I was so embarrassed I thought I’d die, dying. Not I’m dying for a cheeseburger, dying. Not even One day, I’m going to die, dying. I mean, have you ever been suddenly swallowed up by a terrifying, suffocating, this-is-it, end-of-the-line, kicking-the-bucket, throwing-off-this-mortal-sphere certainty that you were leaving this life in those very seconds? I have.