A poem, or story, however you take it. Enjoy!
The clock will tick on and on without your consent. You have no control over this. Wasted you say, all this time has been wasted. There is no taking it back. You have no control over this. We wait it, we think it, we sleep it. All in time. but what is time? is it the numbers on the wall in your kitchen? No, I say time is the way you perceive it. It is the way you see it. Do not speed it, do not slow it. You have no control over this, but you have control of the way you use time.