100 Naked Words — Day 49
A Step Behind
Reflections, Ripples and Ramblings of a Restless Mind
Seconds into minutes, minutes into hours. But all fleeting past as if in the blink of an eye.
If only it were that simple. Because the hours and days, the weeks, months and years — they just keep marching on, and I can’t keep up.
It feels as if I’m always a step behind, always running to catch up, always chasing, never quite catching.
The tick-tock of the second hand haunts me, mocks me. Taunts me.
It reminds me there’s a deadline, an expiry date. A do not pass go point of no return.
Maybe I need to move faster.
Or maybe rather than trying to chase time, it’s time I bent it to my own will.
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