Rhinos wonder just how Time works. We were all little once, and weathered the puzzlements of growing up. And then, We got bigger and had to make our own rules for what is what, knowing half the time we might be all wet. And then We have kids of our own, and then We are Mature, dishing out wisdom as if We know what We’re talking about.

But the older We get, the more We realize that all those younger versions of ourselves are still active, still doubting and assessing. Makes Us wonder if We’ll ever believe our own version.

Confusing.