Bow Down to the Exit Sign
I am running out of Time. It's always running away from me as fast as it's little feet can carry it. Someone has given Time new running shoes or proper marathon form... or something. I don't know how he gets away from me so damn often. I need to catch him. I need to stop struggling for breathe and just catch him already. There's always so much to do and with him running away I get lost and stressed.
Stop running. Please?