“Time doesn’t pass, we diminish.”
Everyone blames time: “It passed quickly,” “It didn’t stop,” “It forgot.”
But in fact, time always remains the same.
We are the ones who pass. It is always somewhere inside us that diminishes, is forgotten, and changes.
I thought about this while writing this:
Maybe it is not getting older that makes us tired, but realizing what diminishes from us.
Do you think time really passes, or us?
