Life is like falling from one hundred million miles above. It starts out slow and the destination seems so far away that it is easy to believe you will never arrive, but the descent accelerates all the way to the end, as the Earth looms ever larger, until it is no longer the Earth, but a continent, and then a field, and then a hole in the ground. In those final fleeting seconds, the whole thing begins to make sense, but by the time it does, it's over.
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