Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day. Fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town. Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain. You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today. And then one day you find ten years have gone behind you. No one told you when to run. You missed the starting gun.....And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking. Racing around to come up behind you again. The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older. Shorter of breath and one day closer to death. Every year is getting shorter. Barely seem to find the time. Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines.
