I saw a post about time today.. maybe you saw it too. It made me think, about something I’ve been thinking a lot about lately. Time goes so slowly. Maybe to some people it feels like time is speeding by. But those people are happy. For people like me, time goes so so slowly. Everyday is an effort and when you get to the night it’s a relief that its done. Yet again, the sun rises and my heart falls. I have to do it all over again. I have to do it all with a broken heart and a broken mind. It never seems to end. For what purpose? Just to keep going on the grind. I wouldn’t have missed much other than sorrow. Others would say differently. “Look at all your blessings” and I wish I could see them too. Not just see them, but love them. But I just can’t stop seeing time trickle by and I just want it to end. 