Smudge in Time

WARNING: Strangely hypnotic, I keep drifting off haha!

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the thought how small and insignificant we are in the grand scheme of time and space. A tiny smudge on the windscreen of history, wiped away without a trace in the blink of an eye. The wiping is inevitable... but we could make the trace harder to remove... we could "stain" history with our art, with our vision and passion for people to enjoy, many miles down the road.