Monday, October 10, 2005

Time

I don’t have time for the past, as I live in the now. I don’t have time for now; the future is a breath away. I rush to what awaits, blowing past what is present. Time is noting but the future listing to hold music.

1 Comments:

Blogger chksngr said...

mmmmmmmm....indeed....

5:16 PM  

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