We're All Going to Die

It's hard to not act on your feelings and just stand there and not do anything and be trapped in yourself and then you REALLY. Understand the fact that you're going to die someday and this is it. You're not going to get another chance at any of this. What really matters? And how can you get those feelings of not doing or saying anything to stop mattering so much? We're all going to die. Why do the things that matter matter? It's so absurd. We like to forget that we're going to die and pretend time isn't eventually going to catch us. Why aren't old people more mean?