Perception does not define who we are, but it does define where we are limited, and where we are not yet free.

Time falls on us, like rain, it falls like rain until we drown in it, and sometimes, it’s like the drains overflow, and time just – pools up, it seeps, it gathers in the corners.

It’s strange how in childhood it feels like tomorrow won’t come until the end of forever, but in adulthood it feels like the end of forever could come tomorrow.