There's an awful lot of breathin' room, but I can hardly move

That's exactly it. [He runs his fingers through her hair and takes up the edges of it to brush over his lips, remembering how soft that always felt.]

That is my purpose now, to remember all the little joys and to take time to spend with the people around me, the ones I love and away from my piles of work, because I know what I'll remember when I'm gone and it's not that desk.