I am the same. There's no afterlife because once your lights go out they are off. Now I could be wrong but nobody has came back to tell me about it and I've lost some really close friends and others who meant the world to me.
There was one time when I went running into the ocean off of Lauderdale and lost my spectacles. My wife was pissed and was screaming at me. I went back into the ocean in the pitch black night, felt around for a bit and grabbed those suckers right out of the sand. My best friend had died couple weeks before that and was slated to go on the trip with us. All the other friends who were with us said it had to be him. It had to be. I had no other explanation.
I don't sweat it but once I croak and they throw me in to that furnace I'm pretty sure that my work will be done here.
I have the opportunity to help people who still will live beyond me so I try to work on that angle every day! You can't do shit after you're dead, what matters is what you do while you're alive.
If I could be an angel that would be really cool but I'm not wringing my hands over it at the thought.
I want to make stuff better down here before Saint Peter gives me the boot!