I have been contemplating a thought lately.
The thought has slipped my mind.
It has been replaced.
Two people. People I hold dear. Two people I cherish.
They have been contemplating time.
(Notice the influence of "The God of Small Things" , by Arundhati Roy)
What more do we need to convince us of the fact that time is relative? Give me time, not necessarily space. I only need time. I need to go through this again, I need to study and try, I need to fail in order to succeed. In order to learn, I have to go through a series of trial and error attempts, until the error is minimized if not entirely eliminated.
I need time.
Time to remember. Time to forget.