To revist this article, visit My Profile, then View saved stories. The other day, I was sitting on a park bench at the playground with my son, agonizing over a work issue. Had I come off as rude on that Zoom call? Maybe I shouldn’t have been so emphatic. I pulled out my phone to send a quick apology. Just then, a notification popped on my screen: Don’t forget, you’re going to die. I stared at it for a second, jarred. Don’t forget, you’re going to die. I suddenly didn’t care as much about that Zoom call. So what if they thought I was too pushy? In 20 years, I won’t even remember...