I woke up again.
I was trying to make up my mind.
Yet, it was hard to do so.
So, Time made a decision for me without asking my permission.
I was thinking and thinking
The answer was simple: Yes or No.
Yet it was hard to make.
I wanted to talk with someone to help me make a decision.
Again I just woke up and I was still in my bed.
I looked at Time and thought I still had time to make my decision.
I had time in terms of my actions
I would be acting faster if I took more time to think.
I went on my phone and realised the Time wasn’t matching my clock.
I feared myself of thinking “I had time.”
It was an hour difference.
It was already late to make the decision.
My friends at university already told me
“Sunday is the Day Time will be changing this year.”
I was shocked and asked them if I heard it right. “Yes!” they confirmed.
But that’s not fair.
Not fair at all.
I did wait on late Saturday to wait for the Time to change.
It was 11:59 pm. I was counting for the seconds.
Waiting and Waiting.
11:59 and 37 seconds.
Nothing. 10 seconds went by.
Nothing.
11:59 and 47 seconds.
It was getting closer and closer.
11:59 and 54 seconds.
11:59 and 59 seconds.
It was time for going backward in time.
It was 12:00 am.
I thought we would go back to 11:00 pm again.
I stayed up all morning looking back at flashback videos.
I woke up and Time made a decision for me.
I thought Dreams are tricky yet Time gave me the same feeling of confusion.
It was late to think for myself.
It was time for Time to think for me.
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