“How does one bear the march of time, knowing that each moment spent will never return? How do you accept that the breath just breathed takes you one step closer to the void? How do accept that an end is coming and no amount of power or wealth or talent will ever save you from it? How do you live knowing you are going to die? I had no idea and my ignorance suddenly felt very funny to me. A laugh escaped my being and my sides split in agonizing pain at the effort, “One day at a time,” I said, “One day at a time.”