How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood,some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being,that you can’t even conceive of your life without it?Perhaps four or five times more.perhaps not even that.How many more times will you watch the full moon rise?Perhaps 20.And yet it all seems limitless.
Because we don't know when we will die, We get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Things happen only a certain number of times, and a small number really. How many times will you remember an afternoon of your childhood and afternoon so deeply a part of you that you cann't be without it? Yet it all seems limitless