Wednesday, May 25, 2016

I have a complicated relationship with time

Time and the fallen Rameses

As one who loves and writes about an ancient civilization, Egypt, I suppose I have a complicated relationship with time.

I love what time has left, but hate what it takes.

Time is not a friend.

Time is not a father.

Time is a thief. 
Time is the currency we are all born with, yet from the moment we are born it is being stolen away from us.
Time is the gift that keeps taking.