Cogitansn de Tempore Praetereunte - Thinking about the passage of time. Okay, so no great shakes. An old tree and its younger self clinging for a foothold in the sands of time, time flying (Tempus fugit - Boy, and how) and of course the one doing the thinking is unraveling, literally. I was shooting for something Dali-esque, so you need all of those tropes. But hey, for that matter, I could have titled it spaghetti — You know, fling it at the wall and see what sticks.