My advisor just forwarded us all an obituary published (of all places) in Fatigue and Fracture of Engineering Materials and Structures. His preface to the two-and-a-half page PDF attachment included the following sage advice:

As many of you are looking ahead at your life, think of how full a life is possible if you “go for it”. [sic]

Man, if he thinks a day goes by where I don’t contemplate my obituary, he’s sorely mistaken. But now on top of that morbid daily moment will be added the fear that my obituary will end up someplace like Fatigue and Fracture of Engineering Materials and Structures, and that the “fullness” of my life will be measured in a laboratory.