Time is a great healer. How many times have we heard that cliché before?
Does time heal or does it just displace the hurt from the top of the pyramid to deep down below to a place that you don’t reach to often but what makes you stand strong and solid?
What it does give you is a sense of achievement over your own mundane battles that you try to fight each and every day. But that doesn’t mean the scars and wounds vanish?
Time is so impish. Playing games with us all the time.
Time makes us what they call indifferent and what we call numb.
And then, life happens.