<story><title>Me, but you, but me</title><url>http://diveintomark.org/archives/2010/05/28/of-course#</url></story><parent_chain></parent_chain><comment><author>Timothee</author><text>Very nicely written.&lt;p&gt;But I realize that my reading comprehension once again fails me. I really didn&apos;t get the clue of his loss from these last lines:&lt;p&gt;&quot;I would have said “only one,” but it turns out what I meant was “one who will outlive me.”&lt;p&gt;So, two.&quot;</text></comment>
<story><title>Me, but you, but me</title><url>http://diveintomark.org/archives/2010/05/28/of-course#</url></story><parent_chain></parent_chain><comment><author>catshirt</author><text>There was one comment in particular that struck a chord with me. I felt it was necessary to quote; it&apos;s a hard feeling to articulate.&lt;p&gt;&quot;&lt;i&gt;We are here to live, we are here to die. Time is short, time is long. One has many friends, one has few friends. When we find a paradox, rejoice. It means that we have found a normal and real aspect life. We humans think we can plan and have answers. We can. And we can’t.&lt;/i&gt;&quot;</text></comment>