The hallmark of the human is his desire for continuousness. And his performative grief when that balloon pops.
Everything begins and ends. We’re good with beginnings, not so good with endings.
Men come for counselling because they want something to change. The challenge they face is that for something to change, something needs to die. Change and death are dance partners. What ends here?
Time’s first function is to bring an end to things. Nevertheless, happy birthday!
If it weren’t for endings, we’d be swallowed whole by an irremediable boredom.