PureVolume

All of life is one really long journey. You're forever in transit, unable to settle down like van der Waal's forces inside a colloidal solution that go about their daily routine of inducing dipole-dipole interactions. You go about wandering off inside the ether, ever-changing and ever in motion, going to destinations that you think you've been to and taking routes that you thought you took before. Then sometimes your flight is delayed, you have a flat tyre, your train derails, you're stuck in a jam etc., you suck it all up and start walking, you keep on moving not knowing that you were designed to keep going further up the progression. You don't know why because you were not meant to know. Perhaps you'll find out once you reach the end of it all, that is, if there really is an end.

All through this grand process you change whether you like it or not. From crawling on four limbs to being bullied around in junior high to freaking out at puberty to posing for your graduation photo to losing sleep at parenthood to feeling paranoid at middle-age to playing scrabble at retirement to becoming a monument of national history, you trim out your ends and beginnings and cross-fade them into each other, and you wonder how it all just happened in one blink of an eye.

The irony is not lost on temporaryism when all that you thought would last forever just disappears into polluted void leaving you chasing vapours in the afterglow of the same. It's the fundamental physical constant that you are, independent of any system of units, immeasurable to the last degree and existentially valid within the domain of your own universe.

All of life is one really long journey, you're forever in transit.