Time

How much I have frittered away

Leaving loaded expectations hanging on lost tomorrow’s

I'll attend to my dreams later.

Like they were just dreams

floating in the distance.

Like somehow they would just happen if I waited

and waited

and distracted myself

and waited.

Didn’t you notice time elapse last Tuesday? When you were sat one-eyeing your moving picture box, kind of, slightly. Grasping your coveted IRectangle ever so tightly. Soaking up a never ending stream of images of other people's dreams.

Time. It’s been drowning in those coffee breaks you sneak in between those endless scrolling rendezvous, with a virtual community you think you once knew.

But, don’t you remember what it was like to have a real connection? To breathe, to feel, to hesitate. Not to rush from this to that, chasing your tail, always late.

Time. It’s that thing that passed you by while you were pondering that insurance quote for your cat, your communication device, your left shoe, your corrugated iron storage box containing all the things you thought you needed, all the things you were saving for another tomorrow, another "just in case", another "maybe later".

And while you were insuring that replacements of all your precious things will continue to surround you, should you make a mistake. Should you be human. Didn’t you notice you were losing the only thing that is really yours to take. That’s really in your control?

Time.

I know it’s been relentless and unforgiving.

But every second is yours to fill

with dreams and joy and anything

really.

So gather up your wasted moments

And use them to propel you forward

into a life

worth living.