| 0 | Drifting into a Random Memory, 1961. Loving the Dog with the Children. |
| 0 | Whirring/Realization/Fear |
| 1 | Assessment/Reluctance to Move Beyond This Moment. |
| 0 | Where We Met. We Married Right Out of School. |
| 0 | Four Children (Grown Up, with Children of Their Own) |
| 1 | But None of These Things Were Ever Permanent |
| 0 | The Things You See Now Are Not Permanent |
| 0 | This Realization of Impermanence is Terrifying |
| 0 | But Liberating. This Final Dance. This Feeling... |
| 0 | A Surge/Corporeal (Fleeting)/The White Garment |
| 0 | A Lifetime Condensed into a Small Stone and Considered |
| 0 | Because They Live, We Can Face Tomorrow |
| 0 | Each Gate Made of a Single Pearl |