Spot on. John Donne poem "For Whom the Bell Tolls"[1] captures the on going feeling for me.
The poem gives me chills. We are all part of the island. And the sea... The sea just washes the coast. We never know when it's our time. It is both wonderful and terrifying. It pushes us to live, love, learn and effect change. Time is the only asset we truly can't afford to lose.
I once heard a saying about immortality that I simply can't forget. "If you were to live forever, you would never get up in the morning". Limited time is the incentive for an enjoyable journey.