“Twenty years was yesterday, and yesterday was just earlier this morning, and morning seemed light-years away.”
-André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name
Time is such a fickle, fluid thing. We swim through it daily, but understand it so little. Some hours drag, while days can flash by in what feels like an instant. I’m not sure there is anything we immerse ourselves in so completely that we experience in such varied and mysterious ways, except for maybe love.