Time is a funny thing isn’t it?
Always elusive; intangible and present.
Always continuing, despite the moments that feel too long and the years that pass too quickly.
It amazes me how long a minute can be and how short a month is.
It does not stop its steady pace, often conflicting with our own perception of significant moments.
I am sometimes lost between fleeting moments of beauty and impossibly long moments of difficulty.
Emotions can work like a time machine, as anniversaries of events can transport us back and make us feel that we are reliving it.
That’s what deja vu is isn’t it? The reliving of a memory except it’s time travel going forward, remembering something you have not yet encountered.
Time is a schedule, a measure, a constant count.
Time itself never changes, but it has the ability to change everything.
And that is the fallacy of time; for in its essence of consistency, it never accounts for the ways it stands still, moves too fast, and transports us back.
This “Time itself never changes, but it has the ability to change everything.” is so poignant and true. Wow. What a thoughtful and beautiful post.
Thank you so much. That line strikes me, too. It’s amazing what words come together when we allow ourselves the freedom to write.