I am, naturally, a human being. I was born at the beginning of the last year of the 20th century, and perhaps one day, I will die too.
We are ephemeral beings in the grand scheme of things… One day, we wake up in a random space and time, and shortly after that, we begin to be aware of what's going on, we are alive. I used to believe that when we are born, In some way we are already death; because someone (just as us did) just awakened many years in the future, in a future where we are gone.
And so, I was born in the first month of the final year before the new millennium.
