The Fleetingness of Time: A Change in Perspective
"What makes life valuable is that it doesn't last forever. What makes it precious is that it ends.” -Gwen Stacy
Why does fleetingness have to be a bad thing? Need to learn to live awaken to the fleetingness of every moment and attune myself to the delight in each of them
I want to giggle with someone I love walking down the street at 37 at noon on a Tuesday
I don't want my physical comfort to dictate my life. There's a reason old men in decrepit bodies are the grumpy ones
I love that ginkgos postpone the end of leaves changing. They hang onto their color and onto the branches of trees longer than any of the others. I guess that's where their symbolic meaning of "resilience" comes from?