All Mine, Just for Now, for a Little Bit

Meditation on the fragile fiction of ownership. Everything we claim as “mine” is held only in passing; objects, relationships, spaces, even the bodies we inhabit or the feelings we have. Our houses are ours until the lease ends or the key is handed to another. Our food is ours until it becomes part of us and disappears again. Our bodies are ours briefly before they pass on to something else.

All Mine, Just for Now, for a Little Bit reflects on this continual exchange, this quiet circulation of matter and meaning. Consider how little we truly possess, and how much we simply borrow. In emphasising the temporary we can acknowledge impermanence not as loss, but as the shared condition that connects all things.