Our time here is brief, a blink in the twinkling eye of distant starlight. On this spinning ball of eroding and beautiful blue, we bump up against one another; saying hello to many, a simple passing smile to others. For a flash of time, what feels like a minute in retrospect, we share our hearts and bodies with a precious few. Time moves on; people and emotions move on. And while bar time runs slightly faster than real-world time, both remind us that while the truth can be somewhat bent, time knows only its straight march forward.