I always thought of the desert as a place of stillness – the rolling hills of sand had existed a million years ago and will still be there long after we're gone. Despite its tranquil appearance, the desert is a dynamic environment constantly reshaped by the powerful forces of nature. The wind shapes the desert's landscape in an ongoing process of erosion and deposition, pushing sand into sweeping dunes that grow, shrink, and shift over time. The desert is a paradox – an unyielding and timeless yet ever-changing place.
As a young adult, time seemed to stretch endlessly ahead. The places and people that brought comfort appeared as constants in the world, but like the desert wind shaping its landscape, invisible forces create subtle movement under our feet. Small shifts that are easy to miss at the moment begin to silently build with time. In many ways, life is an exercise in maintaining your grasp on the things you value most. If you wait too long, you may find that the winds of time have carried them away beyond the horizon.