Opening monologue: Meredith Grey
Fifteen minutes, Fifteen hours..
inside the OR, the best surgeons make time fly.
Outside the OR, however, time takes pleasure in kicking our asses.
For even the strongest of us it seems to play tricks.
Slowing down, hovering, until it freezes.
Leaving us stuck in a moment.
Unable to move in one direction or the other.
Closing monologue: Meredith Grey
Time Flies.
Time waits for no man.
Time heals all wounds.
All any of us wants, is more time.
Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time.
Fifteen minutes, Fifteen hours..
inside the OR, the best surgeons make time fly.
Outside the OR, however, time takes pleasure in kicking our asses.
For even the strongest of us it seems to play tricks.
Slowing down, hovering, until it freezes.
Leaving us stuck in a moment.
Unable to move in one direction or the other.
Closing monologue: Meredith Grey
Time Flies.
Time waits for no man.
Time heals all wounds.
All any of us wants, is more time.
Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time.
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