April 27, 2014

Life Limps Along

“Life limped along at subsonic speeds,” regularly plays on repeat in my head.

The days are long but the years are short.

I’m waiting for something, yet ache for a pause button.

Hold on. Linger.

Come on. Let’s go!

Are both true?


My response to the question,
"Have all your clocks stopped?",
in exactly 42 words.

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