Fleeting

In reflecting on my inevitable human fate, I often wonder what will it feel like when I finally take my last breath. I feel like life is a series of fleeting moments, including that very last fleeting moment when I will begin my transition into something else, into somewhere else. I think life’s impermanence is what makes a great deal of these human moments all that much more beautiful, for every moment is unique, never to be relived again. I just have to remind myself each day to be present with as many of those fleeting moments as possible. • Fleeting. Digital. 6 x 8 in.