living in the moment is easy when everything is fine but when aspects of life are difficult it’s the future we seek or the past left behind.
if the moment is good and on your side wouldn’t it be a gift to remain stuck in time?
thinking on this conundrum and what a puzzling puzzle ensues as there’s nothing to cling to because what Was is no longer and we’re back to feeling blue.
the past fades away with our memories intact and today constantly slips away becoming what still isn’t Is and will never come back.
these strings that make up the essence of time are nothing more than puppet masters playing with my mind!
theaflys 