Daily Archives: September 3, 2020

Each a Crowded Vessel Drifting Alone into the Unknown

“Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one. A moment. In childhood. When it first occurred to you that you don’t go on forever. Must have been shattering. Stamped into one’s memory. … Continue reading →

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