A Time To Dust, A Time To Watch, And A Time To Pale
: In moments of joy, it flies; in times of hardship, it stands still. The Dust of Time
It is a strange human trait that we are often least conscious of time when we have the most of it. To the young, time feels infinite; to the elderly, its value becomes visceral as the "end draws close". Philosophers and writers often remind us that: A Time To Dust, A Time To Watch,
We often treat time like a solid thing—something we can "manage," "save," or "spend." But if you look closely at the moments that make up a life, they aren't solid at all. They are more like dust: fine, fleeting, and constantly settling into the corners of our memories. Philosophers and writers often remind us that: We