Dear Pearl:

This is a clever sentence: “I’m just thinking of having a rest for the rest of my life”, a rest-for-the-rest of my life. It rings well to the ear, the alliteration part, rest-for-the-rest.

If you examine the sentence literally, of course, it doesn’t make sense, that is, if one ends one’s life, or when one’s life is ended, there is no rest of one’s life. There is no more person and no more life for that person.

The good news is that suffering doesn’t last for eternity and that is a relief for me. At this point, I am not rushing, the ending of my life will take place. Not rushing it.

Will you tell me more, about your suffering, what is it about, what hurts so much?

anita