A last breath

As i took a deep breath a minute ago, it dawned on me that that could very well have been the last breath i would ever take and, since it wasn't, obviously, i was incredibly lucky and am now living on borrowed time. How can i waste this great opportunity? Between each thought is a window into the world of life. If the universe sees you peeking through that window often enough, without your even realizing it, remodelers will come in the night and replace it with a gate. A gateless gate, as it has been called. And it opens into unconditioned consciousness, where who you are is the same as who i am, where where you are is the same as where i am, where your inhale precedes my exhale. If i'm on borrowed time, does it make sense not to pass through the gate and explore a little?