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384 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 16, 2021
I grew up at the end of the world, and all that mattered was what was for dinner...The end of the world comes with neither whimper nor bang. It unfurls its blossom slowly, majestically, one moist black petal at a time... The idea of an apocalypse is a comfort, because it makes death seem like something we can all experience together, in a single moment, a colorful firework burst. But mostly death is something you keep to yourself. In reality, the apocalypse is most likely to be you, alone in a room with the flu...I have known death all my life. I fear it, of course. But it is familiar. Death is a stray dog I have taken in and fed--not because I love it but because I don't want it biting me out of hunger.
Sometimes, for some people, the amount of labor it takes to accrue the supplies you need to live through a day outweighs the value of the day itself. You spend each day working, striving, fighting to live--only to wake up faced with another day you have to survive. The world was ending, so what good were values? What good was neighborly sentiment?...You do the best you can, and the only morality you have to cling to is the knowledge that you didn't choose to be there.
Once you believe that the end of the world has begun, you are complicit in its destruction.
It is one of the universe's deepest and cruelest jokes that it takes a lifetime to learn the lessons you need in order to live.
Traditions, custom, the ways of the world--they really are little more than everything we have taken for granted since our own childhood. Everything can change within one or two generations.
"People tend to look at events of mass eradication as if they're simple. Finite. A pandemic kills a hundred thousand. An earthquake kills five thousand. And then it's done. We tend not to look too closely, so we miss the fact that disease, wars, and storms lingers long after they're gone. [...] The idea of an apocalypse is a comfort, because it makes death seem like something we can all experience together, in a single moment, a colorful firework burst. But mostly death is something you keep to yourself. In reality, the apocalypse is most likely to be you, alone in a room with the flu"