Time

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Time.

Wouldn't you agree if I say that 'time' is the most beautiful yet also the cruelest thing in the world?

Time allows you to have your morning sip of coffee, allows you to go to work, allows you to kiss your mom's & dad's hands, allows you to make your sisters/brothers/friends laugh with you, allows you to stare at someone's eyes while falling in love, and allows you to take one—and one more breath, witnessing things that keep you alive all over again.

But time can also take it all away.

Time can replace, time changes experience and experience changes people. Time passes... it can't be repeated. What happens within it, can't be undone. An undoubtedly marvelous creation of God, don't we all think?

Like Stephen Hawking once said, "The past, like the future, is indefinite and exists only as a spectrum of possibilities."

Possibilites are all we've got.

We often take it all for granted without even thinking that everything might change one day, for the possibilities are not something that immutable, they develop along with the dynamic changes of time itself.

That's why I always hope not to have the endless time of happiness, but that I may always have the power to appreciate things, be grateful in this indefinite–yet limited– round of possibilities. For it's the only thing that makes the memories immortal inside the mortality.