What if I told you that we could all vanish in the very next second — would you believe me? I used to be completely convinced, with no idea how to reason my way out of it, and to some extent, I still am. Yet if we're to disappear in the next second, does this moment still mean anything? Let’s talk: Is it weird to worry about the end of the world? Is it overkill to prepare for it? Where's the line between anxiety and reasonable expectation? (Don't worry, we won't get too serious! I'll try to keep things light!)
