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.: Friday, March 26, 2004 :.
I've been holding my breath for over a year now. i don't miss the air, in all the time that i breathed it, i never took the time to taste it. had i time i'm sure i would have done things differently. time is in of itself one of life's great injustices, you only ever have it when you don't seem to need it. Unused time is spent recycling time thats already passed, and realizing things that maybe you didn't at first.
Theres no sense in dwelling on the past, what's come and gone has come and gone. yet to the mind it seems like it must be such a simple thing to just go back a little ways, and change one instance. And theres another little unjustice we're dealt, the fact that our minds can conceive of things that we can't acheive. Dream's a double edged sword.
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