"The rest of your life" is a difficult thing to face. I think back to when I broke my thumb, and when the cast came off the doctor told me I would never have my full range of motion or full strength in it again. I gave up learning guitar at that point because I couldn't bar anymore, which is not a sacrifice of monumental proportions, but just one of the realities of that "the rest of your life" example.
And then there are the things that don't really last forever, but certainly feel like they will. Probably the most common example is heartbreak.
I don't know when I'll be able to move on. It feels like never, but I should know better. What a mind trip.
