Time...

Time is one of those things that seems to never be around in a big enough quantity- unless you're waiting for something/ someone.

Time is always around in short supply.

Time heals all wounds, or at least many of them.

Time always runs out too quickly.

Time is forgiving, until it isn't.

Time is usually more important when it is our own and less when it belongs to somebody else.

Time is a universal unit of measure, yet many people have no concept of it (like my 8 year old daughter).

Time is precious, time is important and time should never be wasted.

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Time is something that seems to be escaping me a lot these days and I never have enough of it to go around for all the things I want to do, people I want to be with and work I need to do.

Time is sometimes an evil bitch.

I am often reminded of what time means to me. Mostly, time is what I have to share with my family and when that is stretched thin, I get melancholy... I admit it.




Tim(e)