My life at this moment is pretty much like a thermometer. Everything works like mercury; it rises and plunges too quickly without me able to grasp it.
It’s a rollercoaster.
I’m battling against time.
I wish I could stop the ticking clock and sit back to reflect.
I wish I have no regrets over the things I’ve done or undone.
I wish I could welcome the impending disaster with my wide arms open.
I wish I could keep the pace with the changing times.
I know I have to be patient because I’m not alone.
Rome was not built in a day.
It takes time.
86400 seconds a day.
432000 seconds a week.
And what’s left,
172800 seconds a week with my family.
It’s ticking away.