May you never find any tangible success in life. When you die let it not be a miserable death, for a miserable death still merits note and draws forth sentiment from the observer, but an unremarkable and mediocre one. May your life be forgotten the moment you’ve stopped living it. We are all but grains of sand in the hourglass of time, may your grain be particularly small so as to be interceptible. May your existence be so mundane that the only one who remarks its passing is the one who passes.