Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one. A moment. In childhood. When it first occured to you that you don't go on forever. Must have been shattering. Stamped into one's memory. And yet, I can't remember it. It never occured to me at all. We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know
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hmm i should read that today. its been on my shelf forever, because you had recommended it once. now i have something to read during my lunch break. yay. =)
*waves*
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