My friend sat his pint down and leaned towards me. “It’s simple,” he said.
“When I was five, I was terrified of death. I wanted to live forever.
“When I became a teenager, I wanted to create works of art to preserve my ideas forever.
“When I got my first job, I worked to protect the environment so that our natural world could exist forever.
“Now that I’m a father, all I want is for my little girl to be happy. Forever.”