Tick tock

The pendulum is slowly oscillating.

2 more weeks.

14 more days.

336 hours.

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And so on and so forth.

Time is running out; and yet we can't use a net to catch it.

It never gets caught by the traffic police.

Light has the fastest speed. Rubbish. Light 'stops' when we sleep. Time doesn't. It drains us until we are slowly wasted.

Old, wrinkled, and dying.