I’ve got to know, where does time go?
Why does it seem to speed by so quickly? Yet I distinctly recall moments where time stopped.
Always questions, will I have enough time? when is the right time? when will there be more time?
It makes me think about the larger picture, am I doing enough with my time? Am I spending my time wisely and what does that mean? There are so many equations for time, what one do I use?
For now I think it is time to sleep. I guess I’ll have to return to the problems of time, once I find the time to think about it again.