A friend of mine shared a post on Facebook today recounting the final words of Apple’s Steve Jobs: an essay of sorts, 381 words long and full of inspirational regret. It began with the sentiment, “I have come to the pinnacle of success in business. In the eyes of others, my life has been the symbol of success. However, apart from work, I have little joy. Finally, my wealth is simply a fact to which I am accustomed. At this time, lying on the hospital bed and remembering all my life, I realize that all the accolades and riches of which I was once so proud, have become insignificant with my imminent death”. It went on to expound the theme. Do unto others, live…