Where is it going, where has it been. Each day at look at time and ask it that question. I can look around me and see things around me changing. Like statues of sand in the desert some fade and some become created time is like the wild. The situation with me is where do I stand. When it comes to time with me its as if I'm in the middle of a road. The Future is in front of me, the past is behind me and standing in the middle in a thin line is the present. I know I'm changing, I'm growing older and aging but my heart, my mind I still feel like it isn't so.
I don't fear time nor age if anything each moment I have I'm glad I pulled it this long in life. I just wonder is there a fear or reluctance to see what I can have in the future for myself. Am I afraid to change things that I held on so firmly for so long, am I scared to step out of this bubble of life I have been in.
One thing is for certain for me things will change. Time effects us all and I have to be strong enough to hold through it.
