Time is evrything we are told. If time is everything then why is it slow, why is it altered, why is it fast.
We have time, we don't have time, a contradiction of aspects and sayings. Which one is right? Does it depend on the circumstance or is it something else? Is it really up to the user, the consumer. How do we know if we have time, or not. Ad if so then should we live like we have no time and do everything fast, or take our time and enjoy? Life is complicated and so is everything else. My confusion is the simple fact of fear. Fear for time and how much is left. Fear for me and the ones I love. But how can I enjoy my time, if I fear it?
Nothing deep or sad, but just an ever lasting thought of mine.