It feels strange when the day flies by.
From before to now, it's as if that time was lost completely.
I wish I could know what I missed from those hours past,
To see what transpired in the world during my blissful nonexistence.
When I wake, I only wish I were there to know.
To have not let the day waste away.
I rarely feel the rest was worth the time I lost.
But perhaps it is no different from staring outside the window.
Seeing the darkness loom over the night sky.
Discovering many hours had passed while awake.
No different at all.
[ "Time Passed By" - Written 19 December 2022 ]
The days turn to night so fast...
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