time belongs to no one.
rather, it belongs to everyone.
everyone but the one who wishes
they could harness it.
like a wild horse, it can only be
tamed if it is given.
given, given from those who we
try in vain to give it to.
my time is not my time,
and yours is not yours.
it switches, it tangles...
and it is given, and taken away.
You control my time.
And I control yours.
feeling philosophical
