We exist between two certificates: birth and death certificates.
It sounds morbid. An oversimplification perhaps. But still true.
We are born, which is recorded, and we die, also recorded. Two certificates between which we live. Maybe we will acquire more certificates. From 500m swimming to professional qualifications. More records of our existence, and achievements.
If our moments were never captured on paper, did we exist? Did we matter? Will we be remembered, researched, noted. Did we count?
Living between two certificates.