"Nothing lasts forever" is a saying my dad says all the time. I never really grasped what this meant but this made me think about it. I took this photo of a tiny bird sculpture that I had near my front door and didn't think twice about it. Just a quick photo to represent joy right? That's what I thought but then not even 3 hours later a door dash driver shows up at the door holding the bird sculpture with a broken off wing and says "Sorry, I broke your bird". That's when I truly realized how fast a thing can go from a joyous bird sculpture to a broken mess.