Friday, October 5, 2018

time

the elasticity of time.

in one moment I fall prey to believing I have so much

yet

a single phone call reminds me that every second counts, and I wonder --

how is that others have so much time? I scramble forward on what seems like running up a landslide.

are others simply not as concerned as I am? don't have to work as hard as I do? how is it that my life is so vastly different from everyone around me?

no matter, there is not enough time to ponder it for long.

time.

elastic.