As I write this it is 23:47. 13 minutes until midnight.
The clock begins again in 13 minutes.
Life begins anew in 13 minutes.
It is 23:47 where he is.
It is 23:47 where she is.
It is 23:47 where they all are.
The last connection we have is time.
Time will always bind us together, until one of us slips outside of it’s domain.
In 13 minutes the day in which I die could begin.
In 13 minutes the day in which I live could begin.
I wonder what they will spend the next 13 minutes doing.
Are they dreaming? Or are they awake?
Are they dreaming of me?
In 13 minutes these thoughts will be the past.
In 13 minutes none of this will matter.
As I write this it is 23:48. 12 minutes until midnight.
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I love reading the stuff you write, it’s always so deep yet simple.
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