A fossil shell trapped within a rock. It was formed maybe a 100 million years ago. I found it 35 years ago in the place where I was born and grew up. I see it every day as I descend my stairs. It is very much part of my life. And a stable part, as it will never change. It will always be the same. It’s been with me for most of my life and it will stay with me until me death. How long will it last, no one can say. There is a permanency that goes back and beyond our imaginations. The time it will spend with me is just a blink of an eye.
An Historier's Miscellany 