Time passes. Like sand grains in a hourglass. Except it's not that visible. While you are young, it doesn't matter much. It fells like there is an infinite ocean of it. Only when you get older you realise its true value. The hourglass is meant to be a metaphor, but to make it more powerful... Continue Reading →
A new hope
They say life changes when you have a new born. They are not wrong. They are not right either. Everything they tell you is both wrong and right. At the same time. What changes is the perception of time. If time was in abundance before, now it's a commodity. And there isn't much you can... Continue Reading →