Life is a journal of the passage of time. Seconds pile up into minutes, roll to the bottom into hours, layered into days, stacked into months, compressed into years, to form the rock of a solid life, tested and metamorphed into who we are, weathered into our final, beautiful selves.
Category:Grains of Sand
Banal mauderings during a mundane day. This is a journal of the passage of time. These are the days that run together; that make you wonder how the year went by so fast, because they merge into one exeprience where nothing happened. Seconds pile up into minutes, roll off into hours, layered into days, stacked into months, compressed into years, to form the rock of a solid life, tested and metamorphed into who we are, weathered into our final, beautiful selves.