When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at wa — Erik Pevernagie
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When time furtively slips like sand through the fingers and our memory becomes tired and lazy, we recognize we are at war. We are at war with forgetfulness. ("The past was her best friend" )

— Erik Pevernagie
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