I remember I watched this months ago on the bus from the Heathrow, England airport to Oxford Seminar program. At that time, this was not very interesting to me, and I did not give much thought to it. Death seemed very distant from me that I could not relate to it just yet. Even though I have not still experience any death since then, listening to it the second time allowed me to think about it. I was always afraid of the idea of death - being alone, dying, and having no one remembering me. I wanted to live so I can be remembered. Now, I am not sure. Maybe I don't have to be remembered so well. It has become more about finding me and accepting myself. I am searching for my purpose. What would really matter at the end of my life is whether I have realized who I am and what I am here for, allowed myself to be fully me and fulfilled my purpose. Miller, it seems to me, has found his purpose and is working towards his own goal. Life and Death, and all suffering and pain in between them. They are all worthy because they are part of living a life.