The quiet mathematics of becoming, second by second A Life Measured Differently It’s a strange thing, to think of your life not in years, but in seconds. Not in birthdays or milestones or job titles, but in the relentless, invisible rhythm of time passing, 2,620,280,800 seconds, if you are lucky enough to live in a country where medicine is modern and wars are mostly far away. That number is not poetic. It doesn’t feel emotional at first. It feels cold, mechanical, maybe even bureaucratic. But that’s only until you realize what it actually means: every single one of those seconds is a door. The Door That Opens and Closes A door that opens. And then closes. Every second is a new possibility. A beat where the heart keeps going. A breath that gets taken or held. A glance. A silence. A moment where you could have spoken, or stepped forward, or forgiven someone, or said nothing at all. And when we look back, it’s often the smallest doors that mattered most. The ones we walked through withou...
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