This piece made me to stop and think so how do we measure the value of life?
That idea that every beginning is also a huge ending feels very true. Time just flow in circles and you know we are just a part of it. I like how the honey of time images show the slow but unstoppable passing moments. I have been reminded that we should live life in the present instead of questioning too much because in the end maybe life does not need to be worth it. Life just needs to be lived.
I agree and disagree. I agree that it should be lived. I disagree that it needn't be worth it. If we don't have worthy meaning in our life, what life are we living?