“Days, hours, minutes,seconds slip byunappreciated, unnoticed.Notice them.Appreciate them.And treat themlike they could beyour last.”

“You just noticedthe disguise that she wearsfrom day to day?Well that’s too bad.Because it’s too late,she’s gone.She slipped away.”

“Well that's too bad.Because it's too late. She's gone.She slipped away.”

“Why can’t I quiet the thoughts running through my head?Put down the penand climbsnuglyinto bed?”

“You see another who looks thirsty.Walking over to them, you nudge them on the back.They look at you, and you gesture toward the lake with your head.You and the other walk over there, and you are content and you are happy.You are home.”

“I don’t understandhow everything moves so quickly.They say time flies when you’re having fun,but I wasn’t always having fun.Even when I was mad or sad,time was always on the run.”

“Time passes too fast.Like a hummingbird flying by,it’s just a blur to my eyes.”