Time

Time is a funny thing. Its always there. Even if we forget about it, it doesn't forget about us. Even if we lose track of it, it certainly doesn't lose track of us. True, our concept of time is based on our experience here on this planet, in this solar system, in this galaxy, in the universe - but without it we'd be lost. Never knowing when anything is or was or will be. We can't try to live without it, because something always reminds us. Whether it is the sun, the moon, the stars, the sleepiness that overcomes you after being awake. Its always there. For some of us, time is so important. "Have to make every second count." "Time is money." "I don't have time for this." "Stop wasting your time on that." Yet for others time is as meaningless as they can make it. "I've got all the time in the world." "However long it takes." Time is the one thing that keeps us equal. The one thing that makes us sane and insane. Time is what we use to know when we were born. Time is what we use to know how long we've lived. Time is what they'll use to know when you died. Time is what they'll use to know how long you've lived. No one escape time. Eventually time catches up with you. Or perhaps you just catch up with time. Time is inexplicable sometimes. Some people have impeccable timing. Some people have terrible timing. Still others have no sense of time at all. Time is what we make of it. Time keeps us going. Without time, we wouldn't know if we were out of it. We wouldn't know if our time has come to end or our time is just beginning. Time gives things meaning, or maybe that is just the rationalization that we make ourselves believe, over time. The time we have is short. We should cherish the time we have. Some have an easier time than others. Others have a horrible time. Only time will tell if these are good times, bad times, times of war, times of peace, times of prosperity, times of joy, times of grief, times of hatred, times of love. Time is fleeting. Time is never still. Time marches on. All things must prove the test of time, but not all will pass, most will fail. Time is cruel. Time is every little moment you have. Even time will have an end, just as it had a beginning.