Time is something we crave as humans. We attempt to create it, we wish there was more of it, we admire what happened during it. We plan to occupy it. We hope it won’t slip away unnoticed. We tend to fill it with thoughts. We reminisce about it, regretting we could live through and change experiences. But we don’t realize that we are all under its enveloping allotment. Controlling it cannot be achieved. We cannot manipulate it, although we may try. It will come and pass and continually be lurking in the distance, seeming to mock us, chiming ‘we will meet soon’. And we will naively laugh back, believing ‘I know full well when and where’ while our futile plans appear to us concrete. We overlook reality; an impending circumstance could change our plans in a matter of seconds, minutes, hours…in a matter of time.
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