Maybe that's viewing it from a narrow perspective. Maybe after some 60 years of oblivion, I might feel excited about the prospect of playing the game of life once more. Perhaps something like awaking from a very refreshing long sleep, anticipating the excitements of the days ahead. I am, of course, speaking totally hypothetically. Eternal oblivion would not bother me, because I'd be eternally oblivious that I was ever alive or even dead.
From time to time we hear reincarnation stories that make us aware of this possibility, and momentarily our skepticism is subdued. One such moment is when viewing the story of James Leininger. I'll let these two You Tube clips do the talking:
"I wonder if I could have been here before as I drive up the Roman road the Theater seems familiar — perhaps I headed a legion up that same white road... I passed a chateau in ruins which I possibly helped escalade in the middle ages. There is no proof nor yet any denial. We were, We are, and We will be."
(General) George S. Patton. (In a letter to his mother from Chamlieu, France during World War I, revealing some of his speculations about reincarnation. [1917-11-20])
Boy tells of pilot's experiences
Could a Little Boy Be Proof of Reincarnation?