atelus
One minute can be all it takes to change your life. Look here; one minute to express your thoughts on a word. Think how many cognitive processes take place in just that short time, from your brain comprehending the meaning of the word from a vast database of sounds, to creating a thought process surrounding it, and finally typing the words out. I type over 90 words a minute; how can a brain handle that kind of movement, that kind of thought, for something that isn't even natural instinct? Too fast.
The cracks, in time, begin to show.
We can't all handle everything; I tried for so long to handle much of my life alone, thinking myself above others. It was only when it all came crashing down, the world completely aflame, that I found that my friends and my family were too important to lose. I've made my mistakes, and the cracks will always be there, reminding me of who, or what, I almost became.
The cracks show.
People, persons, however you want to look at the word, people as a whole are interesting creatures. It's not a poor experience to sit and just watch human beings walk around, interact with each other, the subtle nuances in watching a persons expression as another turns away. People are a thousand layers, each one different depending on the eyes they know are on them. In a way, you can only really know somebody by the way they look the moment their friend looks away.