One of our deepest longing is for (1). We search for it through money, exercise, (2), (3), (4), seat belts, love and yet we remain always horribly (5). A (6) blood clot and we are gone. A small slip and our reputations (7). A moment of inattention on the road and we are dead. A few (8) and relationships shatter. We remain subjects to a constant array of (9) accidents. Meteorites far above and malignant cells deep within. We don't have enough information to make wise choices over a (10). We can hold back the chaos for a while but entropy, erosion and (11) will win out (12). The calm of a sunny morning, the money you’re saving, and the house you feel you own, the friendships you lay claim to, the relationship you think is (13) question, none of these promise lasting safety. We are all always (14) vulnerable. Our grasp on life, therefore needs to be loose, (15), and ready for the worst. Our imaginations is no (16) to the full range of scenarios. We should also have a small, dark space in our minds where we (17) just how perilous everything we are and do really is. We should, in this space, be solemn and awestruck by the danger we’re (18). And, when we can manage it, before the small, everyday apocalypses that do all of us (19), we should struggle to be kind and (20).