Life is beautiful, in part, because it ends. You only have one life to live. And when we are gone, how will the world remember us? Time erases the physical. If you create a lasting impression in someone else, then your emotions and ideas live on and can continue to be passed on.

A culmination of a myriad of thoughts fermenting in my brain over the last year. Reinforced, as usual, by life experiences and the experiences of those that I care about. I cannot draw, but as luck would have it, I found the perfect artist to do the job for me:  mousym ORIGINAL IS HERE I urge you to check it out and the other surrounding works of art.