“My life, my life, now I speak of it as of something over, now as a joke which still goes on, and it is neither, for at the same time it is over and it goes on, and is there any tense for that?” Samuel Beckett, Molloy https://www.instagram.com/p/CNAmIoinMSgrHGLm9p_fGVSU7QuH_8YF3viOxQ0/?igshid=apwn8frgq5ep