No time to think –

No time to sleep –

No time to dream –

No time to run –

No time to plan –

No time to eat –

No time to chat –

No time to be at peace –

No time….

and yet when we die we will have all the time in the world!

It wasn’t meant to sound like a poem when I quickly typed this out, but it has a bit of a poem-like quality. Truly, I’ve had very little time to do anything…work is taking more time to get adjusted to, but at least it is keeping me from being bored. 😉