This reminds me of moments between existence and nothingness. I think the question we should be asking ourselves is, was it worth it?
And this is something everyone faces at every point of their life, especially when they realize how temporary everything might be. The comparison of time to honey was a nice one. It makes me wonder if peace only comes when we finally stop fighting the flow and just let things go the way it's supposed to be. Life may not have a clear path or a clear answer, but that is what makes life special.
It is possible. But if the flow is over the edge of a waterfall, should we fight?