metamorphosis

you are a newborn being in a new world, and your task is to remember the one that came before you, before the time of your expiration. you cannot log everything, but you try your best to choose what seems most important to you ⁠— the feelings, objects, colors, memories. simultaneously, you explore and define ⁠— thus creating ⁠— the essences of your own world, small and evanescent as it may be. 

in a world that grows and fades as rapidly as the phases of the moon, your very existence must be an act of resistance. your choices are monumental. there is no end but the one you imagine.