The Chart is speaking to me telling me......time has spilled over, and, shaded most parts of the pie;
the space beyond the three quarters, is what catches my eyes.........the pie, looks like a clock, with only a quarter left, its hands, hurriedly ticking......emphasizing making it clearer......there is no turning back;
my to-do list alerts me got to spend my hours...days, all the more wiser now, before the last piece of my pie, before the last slice of my life, gets consumed...........and, finally, be...shaded....completely, ..........by.....time........
Sally
Copyright June 14, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
...oh, dear...the rains are making me ponder too much....