I have thought a lot about my exit. I am not old. I am not ill. I just don't know when I will die. So I think it's good to think about it, even when I'm 28 and healthy.

My perfect death would be one where I'm not in pain, but I am conscious. I want to be lying outside, on the grass, beneath beautiful shading trees where the sun is not too strong on my face, but not cold. I want electronic music playing - Vangelis... If my husband is still alive, I want to be in his arms, or at least lying beside him, looking into his eyes. If he is alive, I want his words to be the last I hear. If, as I suspect, he dies before me, I want to have Alan Watts playing while I die. And at the moment of death - I want it to feel like a mystical experience. I want to dissolve into the All, the way I have done before. I want it to feel glorious, because in my experience so far, ego-death IS glorious. That, to me, would be the perfect death.