If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?

I felt I understood the secret grandeur of dying, all the knowledge held back from all humankind until the very end: no pain, no fear, magnificent detachment, lying in state upon the death barge and receding into the grand immensities like an emperor, gone, gone, observing all the distant scurryers on shore, freed from all the old human pettiness of love and fear and grief and death.

If you can not do anything noble with time, you will lose every day not learning something useful.

Written By Marcquiese Burrell

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