It’s overwhelming how fast time passes. However hard we try to keep up, it races ahead of us; and we are just left behind,
spent.
That’s why
I like sitting in a moving car
and just staring out my window.
I pass by cities,
trees,
and people
with so much history in a blink of an eye- and I smile.
It feels like I’m ahead of time
and I let my mind wander- unchecked by the realities of it
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
Not fast
I'm not quick enough.
I sediment
an impediment
to the betterment of...
who?
why?
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC