Friend of mine's husband, Paul Kalanithi, is a neurosurgeon with a terminal illness. Here's some beautiful writing and his take on time:
Before I go
Everyone succumbs to finitude. I suspect I am not the only one who reaches this pluperfect state. Most ambitions are either achieved or abandoned; either way, they belong to the past. The future, instead of the ladder toward the goals of life, flattens out into a perpetual present. Money, status, all the vanities the preacher of Ecclesiastes described, hold so little interest: a chasing after wind, indeed.
On Feb 24, 2015 Nipun Mehta wrote:
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