As we quickly put on our sweatshirts, my brother, sister, and mother started off without us. As soon as we finished changing, we ran to catch up with them, with the vast crater of the Grand Canyon to our left and the forested desert to our right. The trail we were on was supposed to show the layers of rocks through the millennia. “6.5 million years - Limestone” “6.4 million years - Quartz” and so on. Time seems to slow down as we run, but instead it feels like we're seeing the world from a different perspective. See the story step by step, walking past the rocks as if they were major points in the story. It felt like I had been jogging around the Grand Canyon for an eternity, watching time pass a million years at a time, slowly diminishing until 0.