30 Hours awake, my body is like a prison.
I stood awake for 30 hours, taking pictures of my-self every 5 hours.
While Time elapsed, Flesh fell.

My feet beat time as it is, time can beat forever in the same continuous flow, for everyone. It's unlimited and infinitive, it's a unit of measurement.
My face stands for how the time interacts with our bodies; we cannot escape from the matter of fact that our bodies get old, tired and approached to end.
On my belly stands the inescapable condition of everything that has life.

Time and changes are in the same place. My body is like a prison, it makes me remind of my human condition, whatever we have is going to vanish.