Every positive change in my life has required a loss. This shouldn’t be too much of a surprise, we live in a universe where all exchanges require reciprocal physics. Eating dinner is the act of alchemy – we use our bodies to transmute food for fuel and in that process, something is lost. “Life is change” is a platitude, you think, until you sit in the bathtub for two hours watching the water lap at your body and realize that time is flowing around you so that you are only ever available in the instance . And soon the water will drain, and you will dry your hair off with a towel, and the bath will be a memory that lives outside of persistent existence.