Q

We sit in parked cars, contemplating the journey from who we are now and who we will become. They are separate beings. Influenced by those around us, before us, and above us. We look up to the sky that for centuries has looked the same, minus or plus a few stars. We are ever-growing, ever-changing creatures, and our life is not permanent. Sure we make a mark but the generations following us will knock down our buildings, cut down the trees we planted, re-pave the roads and bridges we spent millions constructing. What gets set in stone? What legacy can we leave behind?