It’s gone and I can’t get it back. Just a moment time was racing forward as it gripped my wrist feeling it would never be gone but now I don’t have a clue. Anguish, frustration and distress has taken it’s place instead. How much time must I shed before I’m willing to replace the old ways with the new? Money and power come and go but time wasted never can truly be replaced.
FOOTNOTE– Sometimes the grips of yesterday create a new release on todays clock that others could never fully grasp because their zones what quite different.