Time
J. Alfred Prufrock measured his life in coffee spoons. I used to measure my life by the time.
I used to have a watch, and it would be on my wrist 24/7. Until the day some person from work threw it in the bin by accident, knowing the time was pretty important for me to know what to do and when. Kinda sad …but it got into a habit, and it just made things easier.
Now that I don’t have a watch on me 24/7, I’ve gotten so used to the fact that time can pass by so easily or so slowly it’s like a relative non stop day to day series of activities that consume my LIFE. I mean, losing my watch at first was hard because I had no idea what I should have been doing but….I got used to it pretty quickly because I realized, time isn’t the only thing that’s important.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, time is annoying. Time shouldn’t define where you should be or what you should be doing….so here I am, sitting here at 4:30 in the morning typing this. Even though I should be getting up in 5 hours to go to work. 
What can I say, I get distracted pretty easily!
I wish I could just stop time for a moment and just catch up on things I should have done or should be doing. I wish I could stop time to fix up the things that are wrong, and make sure things that are started are finished. And I wish I could stop time so I could spend a lot more time with the person I care about the most. 
I love you sweetheart!
Time is horse shit! :]
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