Fleeting – Ephemeral
This is all so fleeting and ephemeral – so temporary. Everything we are, everything we do is so transient. Time is a series of events – all temporary. All moments. None permanent. They only remain as memory if they even make it that far and even then only if they are not later culled from the minutia of our lives until all we recall is a general sense of things. So much of what we experience is fleeting and momentary.