Something

- If light we are seeing is millions of years old, then the stars might already be dead. But it's not just the stars that are in the past. It's everything. Even you looking at me now.

- So you're not you?

- No, I'm me. But you're seeing me one billionth of a second ago. So... everything is history. And relationships are just memories. Except for the light. Which is in its own present, our past and someone else's future.

:S :S