2022/1/14 #poetry There's no reason to fret over time. You can't hold it or use it or waste it or lose it. Time is a measurement. A measurement of something that you can only ever have the faintest glimpse of. We live all the seconds, none go unused. There's never any extra. Though you can be free to choose. You can regret your actions, deeming past choices as mistakes. You can also decide to feel they were the best choices you could make. You did them for a reason, one you may even use again. Changing your direction is always possible until the end. It isn't always obvious how. If you can't that's ok too. Your choice is always now. What you feel is up to you.