One year older, today.
An existence no longer spent counting the months until happier days,
More like counting the months since happier days.
Life full of labels–
Time being one of the many.
An infinite, constant element,
Confined by the restraints we, mere humans, put on it.
No wonder mankind can’t grasp the concept of unlimited,
No wonder we don’t understand forever,
No wonder we fear the unexpected,
When we go around trying to control things as vast & boundless as time & space.