A photograph is a moment frozen in time...a moment of what you looked like in that second of your life...you will never ever look EXACTLY like that EVER again...that moment is gone...another photograph is another moment...you're a different person than who you were before...at least on the outside...

But I wonder about on the inside?  I wonder how much and how fast we change, if at all, in our brain, our thoughts, our hearts from one moment in time to another moment and another and another and another....do we all change inside at the same rate and with the same predictability that we change on the outside?...

...why is it that sometimes after not seeing someone for maybe 6 or 8 weeks you can see the physical change in them but then at other times...later perhaps...it could be years later in time, and you're seeing the same person quite often now,  but you don't notice the changes in them as much?

Time is tricky that way because we are a part of it we are moving in time...with time....so in this venture of travelling along the highway of time with things always changing around us...not only people but nothing escapes the changing forces of time, gravity, and its decaying nature are we really all the same?  Do we think the same? Some they that you can't have heaven without having a hell

It's about a spool of thread...and the thread is your life in time...in the beginning as it unravels it unwravels slowly as there is so much of it left,  it takes a longer time for each revolution of the spindle in the beginning so time seems to be moving more slowly...as your thread (life years) becomes less and less on the spool it spins faster and faster and time is moving quicker and quicker because you are in time, there is less of life available on the spool and the thread on the spool is moving you quicker through the changes of your life as time does its work but the world outside the spindle is moving gracefully along as usual....it is merely you, as your life spins away, that is changing.