April 04, 2011

A few thin lines here and there, inconspicuous, overlooked by most. With the passage of time, they deepen, albeit slowly, so slowly that one can't really tell. Then the telltale signs appear, and the once-thin lines morph into deep fissures, disfiguring the surfaces that were once smooth as silk. Even then, not once do you feel they could break your very existence.

And that is precisely what happens.