Appa's pencil sketch of himself
Yesterday marked a year since Appa left for his heavenly abode. April 4.
Whether Time is relative or Time is absolute or Time is an illusion.... I look back and think it is 2017 now. where did the time go?? Without going into cosmology, science or spirituality, I can close my eyes and think about him; smile at the fun moments we have shared and know that I am a part of him always. So the clocks can tick, calendars can change, time may fly or halt, I can always remember him.
Yesterday marked a year since Appa left for his heavenly abode. April 4.
Whether Time is relative or Time is absolute or Time is an illusion.... I look back and think it is 2017 now. where did the time go?? Without going into cosmology, science or spirituality, I can close my eyes and think about him; smile at the fun moments we have shared and know that I am a part of him always. So the clocks can tick, calendars can change, time may fly or halt, I can always remember him.
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