most of the time it feels like time is passing by in front of my eyes. that the time is passing by but that i dont know where it goes, or where to look for it. i judge the time by my children. i read the time by the stacks of chores that pile up. i know that soon i will be in a different cycle of life. if i don't get all of it done i will be passed by in a moments time.
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