What happens when you go to your parents' house is that you
travel back in time...
It's strange to see all the playgrounds that were once full with kids
and laughter, covered in bushes and trees, so high that makes you
understand just how much time has passed...
You remember times when you laid the foundation of a new football field, nothing of it still remains.
Even the goals are removed and most probably melted as scrap...
Having looked through the window for just a minute, made me travel back in time 10+ years.
And that makes me understand just how insignificant life is, as well as how visible and how powerful it can be - life passed by me and this playground very quickly, events occurred and had a long-lasting effect. Events most probably defined by life ... like those very lively trees that now occupy those grounds!
Entropy, such a short word but describing so many things...
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A great way to get out of my negative entropy-based chain of thoughts, is to reread Isaac Asimov's "The Last Question". I just love his work and this is one of his best, in my opinion.