Time; what a concept.

The younger we are, the faster we want time to fly. The older we are, the slower we want time to move.

In the end, we’re both so unappreciative of what’s right in front of us.

I let time pass me by. If asked, I couldn’t recall what happened yesterday. I’m running even when time is pacing. I don’t spend enough time valuing it, even though I’ll eventually be left wondering where it has gone.