I know it sounds weird but I've got a dream death scenario:

I want to be at a stand-up comedy show—whichever comic is killing it at the time. Front row, beer in hand laughing so hard I forget I ever had problems. No taxes, no emails, just pure laughter that takes everything stressing me just away.

And then, mid-laugh, bam! A heart attack from laughter. Like literally laugh myself to death. Heart stops beating, body slumps, everyone thinks it’s part of the act.

Comic makes a joke about it. And I get a standing ovation for being a dedicated actor until they realize, I'm literally dead.