fullmoon

Because we don't know when we will die,
因為我們不知道死亡何時到達
we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well.
所以會把生命當成一座永不干枯的井
And yet everything happens only a certain number of times,
然而，所有事物都只出現一定的次數，
and a very small number really.
並且很少，真的
How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood,
你會想起多少次童年中某個特定的下午，
some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't conceive of your life without it?
某個深深成為你生命一部分的下午，如果沒有它，你甚至無法想像自己的人生？
Perhaps four,or five times more?Perhaps not even that.
也許，四或五次吧？甚至可能沒這麼多。
How many more times will you watch the full moon rise?
你會看到滿月升起幾次呢?
Perhaps twenty.And yet it all seems limitless...
也許20次，然而這些都看似無窮...