By Patrick La Roque
Every day we attach pieces of ourselves to others. To the people we love, to our parents, to the pets we adopt and care for...to our children, most of all, even as they race away into the unknown. Sometimes a small part of us will remain hidden, bound halfway around the globe—as we stretch across this universe, our skin ever thinner and more fragile. Vitruvian men, quartered and stoned.
These intimate spaces and moments we inhabit will fade. We will face regrets and limitless joys.
And we will face change.
We will always face change.
