"When the world ends, collect your things, you're coming with me..."

I saw the biggest falling star last night I've ever seen; here follows the event:
Just driving along downtown, taking Tabby home, and right in the middle of the sky, a HUGE shooting star comes streaking down towards Earth.  Without thinking, I brake.  In the middle of the street.  And then I think to myself, 'If the world were to end right now, in the four seconds it looks like it'll take for that to hit us, one, why in the hell am I braking, and two, would I leave this world satisfied with my life?'  Answer to number one:  stupid, simple human reaction.  Answer to number two:  No.  No, definitely not.  What in the hell are we all doing?  Why do we worry about such petty, ridiculous, nonsensical things?  Why must we linger on the sad and the depressing and the frustrating and the unhappy moments??  Why?  Why?  Why?  Why?  Why?  We are all here on this world, but for mere fragments of time!  We are but microscopic particles in the universe.  Time is always ticking away, always, always, always, always, just flowing, flowing, flowing.  So what are you doing?  Where are you?  In this moment, right now, is this what you want to be doing with your life?  Are you making every step of it deliberate??  Are you doing what you love?  Are you working towards a greater goal?  Are you doing what you feel you should be doing?  Do the ones you love know you love them?  Have you told them that?  Tell them.  Tell them all.  Appreciate every single thing.  Be with the people you want to be with.  Do what you love, and do it with all of your heart.

So tell me, what are you going to do with your life today?