This is so beautiful. Every time I recycle one of my children's drawings, I feel a pang of regret but also remember that life should be more about living than mementos. (Also, we have a small house and I don't have room for 80,000 old drawings...) And I've thought so much about legacy and what will or won't matter 50 years from now when maybe the world will look more or less as it does now or maybe it will no longer support human life. It's a lot, and it's mostly terrifying but sometimes freeing.