Time is a blessing and a curse. Always running away, always being lost. Yet we need to appreciate every tick on every clock, for they are numbered and rare.
I knew right away what my shot would be. The agony of time. Time to think. Time to reflect on the mistakes I’ve made. Time to consider the many things I lose because of such mistakes. Time to wonder how life continues, how the sun keeps rising, and how time will continue for me. Time alone in my head. Time to embrace this moment, even when it rips me apart and leaves a gaping wound in my chest. Time to heal.
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Next week’s theme is Depth. Do with it what you will.