As I sit here typing this post, what little time I have left continues to pass me by.
I curse every little strand of it that unravels before my eyes. Yet, I venerate the imaginary hourglass that stands before me, ticking down to that inevitable moment.
Looking back, nostalgia can do wonders in how one views the world.
20 years of my life in this humble abode, within the blink of an eye, gone.
Time’s running out…….who’s to say it’s something you can’t look forward to?
