Not all the instants in time are made equal.

Some may last and last and last. They are long days, or they stretch through them. Still not leaving us anything. Sand, flowing through our fingers, leaving us nothing.

Others may last a split instant. They come and go like flashes. The moment you try to stretch your breath to inhale them, they are gone. Still, these are the ones that will inhabit us forever. Small moments that changes our lives, forever. Sometimes we do not recognise them at first, we take time to understand that a precise instant will stay for us forever.

Maybe a lot of what we truly are is in there, In these small seeds. Maybe the hourglass of our time existed for that purpose. To create that single grain of sand in the immensity of time, we build all our lives around them. They are delicate, fragile, non tangible. Those moments are the ones visiting us at night, over and over. Some are there to warm us, some to cuddle us, some to remember us we are mortals, some to remember us we are love, others exist to guide us.
And on and on and on.

Not all moments are created equal.I got mines, we all have our ones.
They are our luggage, they are what dresses our souls, helping us being what we are.

#kittythoughts