I believe the biggest themes of life are put into the best focus when held up against the very sharp light of mortality.

A man who can take anything will find most things unsatisfying. And a man without memories is just a shell.

This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.

Going back to something is harder than you think.

Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do somehing else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.

We are too involved in materialistic things, and they don't satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted.

If we tend to the things that are important in life, if we are right with those we love, and behave in line with our faith, our lives will not be cursed with the aching throb of unfulfilled business. Our words will always be sincere, our embraces will be tight. We will never wallow in the agony of ‘I could have, I should have’. We can sleep in a storm. And when its time, our goodbyes will be complete.