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Human beings, often at the very center of life, carry two things simultaneously: the knowledge of an inevitable end and the uncertainty of how to fill the time until that end. This tension between the certainty of death and the fluidity of life forms one of the most fundamental grounds for the search for meaning. Perhaps for this reason, humans can neither fully forget death nor remain entirely immersed in life. On one side, the silent reminder of finitude; on the other, the need to dissolve int

As a child, I would wrap my arms around trees and try to calculate how much I had grown. When my hands met each other around the trunk, I would convince myself I was the happiest child in the world. Nothing mattered to me; my holiday dress was covered in ants, my arms were scratched by the tree’s bark, and my skin burned slightly… Yet I still chose a small sapling and fooled myself by saying, “Look, I’ve grown.”Sometimes, on summer days when the sun dried my breath, I would meet the gaze of a ve