(space)
“As a man, if pushed into choosing between ‘space’ and ‘time’, space would doubtlessly trump time.”
That is what was said.
The explicit passage of units of time gets ignored. Days, months and years blur into undefined, often repetitive, sequences of events. Some people like to call them life.
Much maligned as it may be, Time is not the culprit of life’s ups and downs. You may instead turn and point an accusing finger at that (much cherished) set of circumstances sometimes known as Space.
“Throughout my life, nothing has changed things more than the all-too-constant changes themselves. The weather, the seasons, environments, cohabiters, I know they have all made me happy and sad, but I don’t know (or care) about when they happened. I just know that it isn’t now.”
Or if it is, it is not what matters.
