I can't remember how many times I've gone back to my hometown for a funeral.

Every elder's passing takes away a piece of my childhood that was connected to them.

Like puzzle pieces, one after another, lost forever.

Heidegger said that humans are "beings-in-the-world," but eventually we all face "ceasing to be in the world."

Suddenly, I realized a formula about aging:

If life has an absolute value,
when the speed at which you form new connections can no longer keep up with the speed at which old connections break,
that's when you are aging.