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Time Is Fleeting
I made an appointment with my old friend Time. It had been a while since I met with that companion of mine. I wanted to express how he was taking advantage of me. A criminal offense to our friendship, in the first degree. He walked out in the middle of our meeting I felt ignored, with bruised and hurt feelings. What rude behavior!? This is not except-able! So I made plans, to trap Time in a bottle. I would hold him hostage. and then he would have to listen. My thoughts will be acknowledged. this will be the primary condition. I learned early on that time is hard to arrest He is the master at slipping away, at best. But, alas, I was able to catch Time off guard. He was trapped in my corner, and in my radar. I demanded that he get into my domain. He pursed his lips and told me I was insane . He said that his frustrations were the same as mine. That I took him for granted and paid him no mind. I stopped using him wisely, is what he expressed, before he dashed off with a flash leaving undetected. Yes, trapping Time is inconceivable, but I thought about what he shared. Was I the bad friend? Was this even believable? Could it be that I was the one impaired? I guess I treated Time's company like a chore. I took for granted he would always there. But there will be a day when Time will be no more. He needs to be cherished and handled with care.
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