the sense of Time
has always been a weird concept for me.
when i was younger,
learning to read clocks was
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e e
a a
l l
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y y
!
difficult.
i never understood which hand was which
and how did They get it to work?
how do we know that it was even the right time?
who is to say my clock is wrong and Yours is right?
grasping time management
is not my best trait.
my superpower is over and
under estimating Time.
i am really amazing at
stressing about the Future –
while still ignoring my Present –
and still questioning my Past.
in an endless circle.
there is never enough Time
in one Day:
there’s always something
to dream
dreams are cool
in the sense that
the entire dream
lasts 3-5 Seconds
but it seems to last Hours.
I wonder if that’s where
My whole misunderstanding
comes from,
always dreaming.