I really don't mind dying because I figure I haven't wasted this life.
One could almost define life as the organized disobedience of the law of gravity. One could show that the degree to which an organism disobeys this law is a measure of its degree of evolution.
I go on living, more from force of habit than anything else.
To live for some future goal is shallow. It's the sides of the mountain that sustain life, not the top.