Michael Hoyal

“I thought for so long that time was like a line, that our moments were laid out like dominoes, and that they fell, one into another and on it went, just days tipping, one into the next, in a long line between the beginning...and the end.

But I was wrong. It's not like that at all. Our moments fall around us like rain. Or snow. Or confetti.
(Nell Crain, The Haunting of Hill House)”
― Mike Flanagan