peace, for sure. Guess that's what death is. I'm definitely not scared to die as I have learned a bit of spirituality along this long road called life.
optimism I'm working on. Perhaps that's something which comes with age and wisdom. My next door neighbour said yesterday to me (after other neighbours had set fire to their sofa whilst high or something and wasted more taxpayers money than I earn in a month on two fire engines and 2 cop cars for 3 hours), "Kinda makes you look forward to death, doesn't it"? He lives in the flat above where the fire was. Very sarcastic man, my neighbour John.
xL
I'm not about to welcome death, because I'm sure it's a long way aways yet: I've always thought I'd die at 99 in my sleep with a great many books next to me, stacked up, unread.