Time

 

Does motive matter?

Does it matter why I drag myself around the block three or four times a day?

Does it matter why I eat healthy twice a day and fast the rest?

Is it important why I go to bed early and get plenty of sleep?

You say this is a healthy life style.

I say I keep hoping lightning will strike when I least expect it, or the Rottweiler on the corner will finally escape and tear my throat out, or maybe I'll just pass out in front of a car because I feel so tired and worn out. I would like to sleep 24 hours a day.

Any of these things would ease the pain of living through this, but I keep on treading water, trying not to drown until time works its magic. And I wonder.

Does time ever not do its job?