Time. As fleeting as a heartbeat or the blink of an eye. When you want a moment to last, especially firsts–first date, first kiss, or later on in life…baby’s first words, first steps. Time has no conscience and it can’t be stopped. It is dependable and steady. Even the times we wish away. Embarrassing moments or classes that bore you. Time will crawl; like a snail or the steady drip of a leaky faucet.
Sitting in the Dr.’s office, waiting for dinner, standing in line to use the restroom at a concert….we wish time away.
Talking with friends, enjoying a visit with your grand kids, coffee with your sister…we dig our nails in and wring out every second until it has to end.
So I wonder which is more fickle–time or human nature?