"I've chatted with friends about the frontal lobe maybe 4 times prior to realizing this image of a warped or melting clock across from its warped window counterpart that I've had in my head for some time now. Time moves like a rollercoaster. It can simultaneously feel so fleeting, yet so slow all at once. I think of it the most with birthdays. The thought that oh, here we go again. I used curate a big birthday bash, but feel less and less inclined to do so. This past birthday felt a bit more real than the others. Though it wasn't tied to any particular worldly milestones, it had me thinking about life and what I'm doing with mine. Some days I wish it would all slow down and others could move a bit faster. It's funny how we can get the opposite of what we're seeking in that way. I'm not usually stressed about feeling old in particular or getting older, but in that moment I was! I'm sure it had more to do with a day that I've put less and less stock into being framed by sickness and a lack of control. Probably why I've been making so many windows-I'll always have that pining teen looking out the car window in me, some days more than others."