The Last Supper, and Other Things Everything now is the last something. The last time we’ll do this or that as a family of three. Our last Sunday. Our last movie. Our last whatever. Soon it will be the last time something is the last time. That’s deep. Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.