Sing it.

My last year in college, we had a dinner party one night, maybe eight or so of us, a mix of guys and girls, all of them my best friends. This was after xmas, and that point-of-purchase book, The Book of Questions, had been in my stocking. (For those who don't remember, this was a little book with a hypothetical on each page, meant to tease apart your values.) After dinner, someone pulled it down from the shelf idly, opened it, and asked the rest of us, "If there was a pill that would slow your aging so you lived to be 1000 and aged proportionately, but there was only one available, would you take it?"

It was surprising and a bit disorienting to bark out, "Aw, hell ya!" just as *every single one* of my pals was delivering an emphatic, even slightly horrified, "No!"

I needed them to explain that everyone you loved would die on you. I said who cares: you'd get to see what happens.