Your life isn't about doing one perfect 'thing' and then falling down dead. It's more like going to church or writing a book. You do it over and over, always trying to be a little bit better. Then you die.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character, would you slow down? Or speed up?
Find joy in everything you choose to do. Every job, relationship, home... it's your responsibility to love it, or change it.
My father worked for the railroad, and whenever a train crashed, we would go as a family and steal food from the boxcars. One year we stole a case of butterscotch pudding that was for export to Israel. It took us years to get through.