Suddenly, all the tension drained away. His body moved on automatic pilot as his brain shifted to another plane of thinking, one so focused and deep that there was no time. When you ignore life's trivialities, time takes on a new dimension. It goes from being an endless stream annoyances, to a series of unforgettably brilliant flashes. Lu Ci had once told him that this phenomenon had more to do with memory than with time itself.
Time is simply a bridge over an ocean.
The ocean is infinite but the bridge had a beginning and an end for every living thing. A flea's bridge is very short. A Redwood's bridge is very long. When you look back on your journey across the bridge, you don't recall each footstep, each breath. You don't remember the entire ocean or the whole bridge.