The Gnawing Inevitability
Assuming that time is the only relevant factor, most escape thinking about the inevitable by living in the present. Aging sets in. Life becomes increasingly cramped as the space of movement becomes more restricted by boundaries. Sounds muffled as if submerged, indistinct, unclear from all directions. Light sensed, periodic brightness perceived then muted quietly, subtle most of the time.
Awareness of passage, as physical sensation continues to gnaw for visceral clarity. The edge draws ever near, slowly testing every boundary with blind anticipation while adhering to the comfort of familiarity, resisting transition.
Sensations change suddenly as separation brings the unknown cold from one moment to the next. The final resolution, about to happen as the connection from one world and the next is cut, released into an unfamiliar existence.