Status Updates From 回憶的餘燼

But time... how time first ground us and then confound us. We thought we were being mature when we were only being safe. We imagined we were being responsible but were only being cowardly. What we called realism turned out to be a way of avoiding things rather than facing them. Time... give us enough time and our best-supported decisions will seem wobbly, our certainties whimsical.

Wow

Discovering, for example, that as the witnesses of your life diminish, there is less corroboration, and therefore less certainty, as to what you are or have been.