The passage of time... it's all relative I'm told, and seems to pass faster
with age.
I'm occasionally reminded that nothing lasts forever, and a memory can
sometimes be such a bittersweet feeling when it's of a joy that can never
return.
Often, it appears the less needed becomes the most neglected, but not
always, and I suppose, like time, the value of things is also relative.
Of all the things we have, time is the most valuable... remember to spend
it wisely.