“It’s about the dream of second chances,” he says finally. He hasn’t raised his eyes from the paper on his desk, and I feel him looking at me without looking when he uses his grandfather’s words. “The narrator doesn’t respect the beauty of life and the world around her, so it crushes her into the ground, and once she’s dead she realizes everything she took for granted and didn’t see right in front of her while she was alive. She’s begging for another chance to live again so she can appreciate it this time.”
