changes, developments, depressurizations, losing space and time, yet distorted, as if moving already at the limits, where stars reach toward infinity, looking so far ahead, missing the littlest things around you, where big movements, large scale events, trees falling knock over untold numbers of weeds, of flowers, of tiny plants that grow in shadows, but belief, understanding. it's mile marker 568 on a thousand mile journey that may hold the sweetest 5,280 feet of joy, it could be the next five minutes of the longest day of your life that give the worst pain and agony, and it's mere shadows, glimpses, tidbits, nibbles, pocket lint and cookie crumbs.