Something that has always intrigued me is how how closely time and death are related, almost as if they’re the same thing. I’d even go so far as to say that death is a measure of time.
I don't think death has to be this one, big event of losing life. Everyday, you do a million different things that begin and end. You have a million different thoughts, that are swept into a forgotten abyss almost as soon as they are thought.
I think death is something that happens constantly, every moment in how things end. Which is why, it reminds me of time - of just the passing of a moment.