Life's a cigarette
If you have ever smoked a cigarette you know the best part is the last part. The last forty or so seconds, where those last desperate drags suck up into oblivion and the air becomes winter thin in your throat, and the last embers finally fall out and extinguish themselves in the most secretive of ways. No final blaze, just a slow burn. That's what life is like. How we act our parts is up to us, for like a cigarette, there are two certain things. There will be fascination with the beginning of the burn, and the end of the burn. How we fill the middle is up to us.