Sometimes I wonder....

If i died tomorrow, who would come to my funeral? Who wouldn't care, who would be happy, and who would be afraid to go? Whenever someone dies, It's like if we dont know them, we don't seem to care at all. I understand that life goes on, but sometimes it doesn't. Every person who has ever died, had lived, for a while - an entire lifetime. They were there for a second, a glimpse, and then gone from this world forever. Another peice of the decaying matter that makes up the renewable resources. I wonder what their lives were like, their personal experiences. I find myself thinking this so often it probobly is not healthy. What did they think? Who did they meet, what was their life like? There are so many questions, experiences, thoughts, and life that is left to wonder. I just wish i knew, It is all consuming, and I'm confused. oh well.