
The hours roll by.
The minutes tick past.
The seconds flutter in a fan rotation.
You know where you want to be in the future.
And you know where you've been.
Where are you right now?
From January to September, the light lasts a little longer each day.
posted by Matt McKechnie @ 7:57 AM Comments: 0
I'm curious about this thing we call life and the inception of the whole ideology.