The Meaning of Life Is That It Ends

Marcus tells himself, book after book, that his time is almost gone. Derren Brown takes that instruction seriously, and it leads him somewhere less morbid than you'd expect: a takedown of the story we tell about people who are dying, a line from a writer Marcus never read that he can't shake, and finally a very direct question about what he would do with a single year left. The answer he gives is smaller than you'd think, and stranger for it. What does love have to do with running out of time?