As concepts go ‘time’ has it down to a fine second.
When you wait you wait. Ad infinitum.
When you are late you barely get your much needed foot out of the door.
And when you have a nightmare the night drags on.
Time has become a concept lost on me. I will wake in the morning – or the middle of the night – with a start. What day is it? Get your priorities right before even glancing at the clock. Dear sweet dog in heaven. Good job my blood pressure is very low. Even when pressed. Doesn’t stop my heart from pounding.
I am in awe of my heart. The motor. So far it hasn’t given up. Though wouldn’t blame it. There is only so much patience one can muster. I assume that my heart’s reasoning and why it keeps pumping away because it knows if I die it [my heart] will too. Talk about an incentive to keep going.