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You know that moment you look out into the world and everyone is moving, everyone has plans, a destination, a life that is pushing them into the next second, hour, and day, and then there’s you, sitting, standing, or lying in an abyss that only you’re aware of. The air is still, the sky is gray, your heart’s on pause, struck into silence, into a moment. A moment that has captured your essence. Hypnotized by this moment you find yourself lost. Not in physical location, but in awareness. The second your eyes drift from what’s in front of you, you’re gone; smoke in the proverbial wind. Time becomes nothing more than a word; life nothing more than some distant concept. And all the while this moment, this second in time, is nothing more than a memory that could be forgotten or pushed aside, but for some reason you’ve grabbed this memory and placed it on the screen to repeat over and over again in front of your eyes. As if the images will help you grasp the reality that slipped away the second you woke up and realized it was real, it did happen.