Beccy's Rants

It's so weird.
It's weird how different things can seem when you stand back far enough that you can look through the eyes of somebody else, and just as easily not recognize what you're looking at.

Do you understand?
Do you know what I am saying?

It's hard. --
I look at my life all the time.

Every second.
Minute.
Hour.
Day.
Week.
Month.
Year.

I can see things changing.
But I don't want to accept it.

When will I be able to stare the hourglass straight in the eye and say
"I know time. Time is passing, and I am not afraid."

I don't want to be afraid.