Saturday, February 12, 2011

Time Marching On


The only constant in life is time marching on. Thank you for reminding me. Bloody Time, I hate you.

"Woke up, fell out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late...."

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