The thing that guides us, determines our existence. Also an entity which grasps us, takes us by the throat and slaps us in the face. No matter what we do, we can't escape it. The unstoppable machine ever marching on into the future, never once looking back, leaving nothing to dwell on, taking us all for the ride.

Coincidentally today is my brother's 20th birthday. twenty. two zero. a day when, i decided to look for pictures from my 5th birthday. and discovered oh so much more. Oh how me, you, and the world, has changed, for the better? I'm not one to judge. But what I can be sure of, those memories I hold close to me, can never be relived, lost forever, but for the 6 by 4 snapshots of smiling toothless faces, stupid homemade Easter bunny hats, and of course those many Christmas costumes.

Also somewhere in one of the many photo albums, right between 'Ben's 2nd Birthday' and "Pa's 60th" were a few simple words, written in such obvious joy, it gave me all the evidence I needed. The proof that this world wanted me here after all;

HARRISON HUGHES,

19/12/1991 - 2.804Kg