Today, much like other days, I woke up and started another day.
Here I am at the end of the day, crawling towards evening and I want to just relish in the time I've been given - Yes, 'relish in,' not relish - that would be very cynical.
The time I experience is not there for me to experience but, rather there for being there. I just so happen to get the chance to dip my toes in it's flow. I do not feel I'm special for taking part in this relationship, but I do like the way time makes me feel.
It isn't everyday I notice time and express my interest with it. I've only just gone out of my way to do so today. To think time is all and I say, "Gone out of my way," seems a bit self centered - rightfully so. Time is the cool kid, or the big shark; the undisputed and the heavy weight champ; The motivation behind everything that is and the motivator in front of everything that will be. Time is the canvas that everyone has to fit their very own picture on - contained, we are all a piece of time and time is a piece that will always be my whole.
My relation in time is all I will ever know, and not know.
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