A point of entry, a description, a destination, a deception, desire - drawing with light, are photos on a graph. An inaccurate and woefully incomplete map of a life defined by visual coordinates of temporal topography, geography of a life passing, passed. Arbitrary milestones, memories of importance, malleable, consumable and categorized for consumption. Signs for the future, stolen from the past.  I've heard these words, "all the battles were won, but the war is lost."