Interesting discussion and even more interesting to read how many of us would NOT want to live forever! I did when I was 18, but not now. I'm really lucky to be as active and as comfortable in my body as I was at 40 (now 72) Apart from the wrinkles and saggy bits of course! But it is my mind/heart that has had enough. So many things have been disappointing - maybe my fault for being unrealistic, but there it is. I love my children and grandchildren but I am here for them, not them for me. My husband, whom I love, just takes from me - not because he is a horrible man, just because he is wrapped up in his own world and cannot 'see' me. I have some good friends but there's a limit to how much one can 'dump' and in any case, I like to be there for them, too, so they feel they have someone they can talk to. I still work, as a counsellor and writer, which is lovely, and fulfilling, but obviously the counselling is draining and there is no-one to fill my bucket, except me - and I do so wish I had someone else to go to the well for me! As for my writing, let's just say were it not for the internet I would be a wealthy woman now, instead of worrying about work all the time. I love my dogs, love reading, love the countryside but as long as everyone I leave behind me is okay I'd be happy to go now, quite honestly. I also believe in reincarnation - I just hope I make better choices next time! As for what you say AGAA4, the idea that some people should live and not others sounds spine-chillingly familiar - please think again!