The Eternal Second Chance

Not more than a year ago, I used to fly parallel to time. Sometimes, I was faster, overtaking time's constant speed. But not always. Now, I'm getting slower, slower than it used to be. It builds a tension in my head, arising to a great storm. Time is mocking me; without even looking back. The gap between us gets larger and larger: time is gaining speed. Or is it? NO. I'm slowing, slowing down... gradually. I should be gaining my speed, and I'm trying. It doesn't take much time to realize that accelarating is hard work. It makes this journey seem like a battle. Maybe I should try again. Is there any second chance? - Hardly anyone knows the answer. Well, We live in a ceaseless battle against time. But even with time, there is an eternal second chance: TOMORROW.