There are moments which are made up of too much stuff for them to be lived at the time they occur.
"Life piles up so fast that I have no time to write out the equally fast rising mound of reflections." – Virginia Woolf
oooh, that's a good one! 👀
"Life piles up so fast that I have no time to write out the equally fast rising mound of reflections." – Virginia Woolf
oooh, that's a good one! 👀