TIME

[Zochitl]

                                           

 

I had to make time to have that coffee before I got dressed.  Can’t think without having my first sip in the morning.   I’m leaving and have to be at the airport three hours ahead of the time that  the plane leaves.   International rules, I guess.  What a drag.  I don’t want to go but I must.  I guess that’s been the story of my life. Hurry, hurry, hurry. No time to waste.  Can’t have everything you want, I guess.

Life has been always a series of time gatherings for me.   Yes, time to study and time to get married, and time to raise kids and time to suffer alone.   Time, Time, Time!   Now, time to grow old?  How much time is left before I die?

  Everything moves so fast when you look back.  The clock is always ticking away and what have I done for myself ?   Always worrying about others but never had time to see what I wanted to do for me.  Too  late?  

Now, I’m stuck in a place where I can’t leave because the world has turned upside down  at this time…. And I’m in the middle of it ?   So  the time to get out of here is not the right time either?    How much time will I be stuck here waiting for something to happen that will be the right time to go?  Or  to do?  Will that time ever come for me?  But will I have enough  time to wait? 

Oh my,  where has the time  gone and I haven’t gotten  dressed yet?