Somewhere to play.

Ten days, and counting ...

Some may know, some may not know - it is said, every seven years we adapt as humans.
It is not on the day, or the hour, it is a change-over.
The change-over is the lump-sum of the previous period's events and influences on the person.

Consider, at age seven, so it is said, a person is formed and will not change much more.
The person will add, subtract, adapt, or discard, as each episode is played.
Thus making the first seven years so very important in a persons life.

Then Fourteen, give or take a year, depending on the natural hormone cycle of the person, life changes like crazy.
Hair, the less said the better - the age of turmoil, moods maybe, the time of the brain, and its awakening.

And so it goes on.

Add another seven days to my tally.
I await the new cycle with curious dread.
So far - so good.
♫♪ --------->
If I only had time
(If I only had time, only time)

(Chorus:)
So much to do
If I only had time, if I only had time
Dreams to pursue
If I only had time, they'd be mine

Time, like the wind,
goes hurrying by, and the hours just fly
There are mountains I'd climb if I only had time

Since I met you I've thought
Life really is too short
Loving you so many things we could make true
A whole century isn't enough to satisfy me

Chorus

Hm hm hm...
If I only had time, only time ♫♪

This song played a little while back, a simple ditty, short and sweet.
Time is always in short supply, so we say, yet we waste lifetimes in not living every moment.