Do you think about death from time to time? Your death? No? I do. There is nothing wrong with that. I find it fascinating that we just cannot know what is going to happen. We will turn to dust, biology and theology agree on that point. But what about the soul? Is it lingering on? What about the traces we have left in this world? How quickly will we be forgotten? Thinking about death – my death – doesn’t scare me right now. And if at some point, I will have to say good-bye to this world, here is what my final musical greeting will be: The first movement of Tchaikovsky’s Serenade for String Orchestra in C major, Op. 48.