Time. Size:24x36 cm.

She sat at the edge of day, where light and shadow blended into a palette of memories. The smoke from her cigar rose slowly, like thoughts that had once mattered, but the wind had taken care to dissipate.

It wasn't sadness that kept her motionless, but the certainty that everything, even the most intense moments, eventually dissipate like smoke in the air.

He sighed, put out his cigarette, and let the breeze carry the rest away. In the end, he realized that it's not the past that weighs him down, but the fear of letting go of it.