I dont think we can really understand how time passes. We can’t study it like a river or tame it with a clock. Our devices only mark its coming and going. Some things have to end, you know. You feel like life is always leading up to something, but it isn’t. I mean life is just life. It’s all happening right now, and we aren’t going to be any more complete a month from now than we are now.
~Donald Miller, Through Painted Deserts