So time always passes. Always. What do you do with yours? Mine? I fritter and waste it, as if some commodity like oil. “hey its sweet time, it wont matter, fish like it” I know what I should be doing. Have for some long time. I did well with it
time changes everything. strange moments abound. localize.
flip it now. turn. cycle. change we have to.
REally Who did i just talk with? Seriously? Whi dod what?
music thank you music