25/08/2023
When death and mortality converge, all that’s left is confusion and uncertainty. Typically, I find comfort in the finite. To know that I have very little time left on this dusty rock is freeing, but, on nights like this, it feels suffocating. There is no joy in this feeling tonight, and no lessons to be learned. This isn’t about me finding great meaning in tragedy, but just one person of many grieving new loss....
When death and mortality converge, all that’s left is confusion and uncertainty. Typically, I find comfort in the finite. To know that I have very little time left on this dusty rock is freeing, bu…