On a merry-go-round, all of life moves around me. It does not stop, it cannot stop. I tell myself to enjoy the ride, to try my very best to remember the significant moments on this ephemeral ride. The beauty that passes around me - I catch only glimpses.
Time flies when your having fun, huh.
You wish for it to slow down just a little bit more, so that you can take the time to... understand.... or appreciate... something. Something about life that makes it precious.
But you keep going - round and round and around. Until the music stops and the lights go off and a pained silence hangs in the air.
You would do anything for the ride to start up again. I would too.
I will kick and scream and throw ten tantrums till I got my way. You will shout and cry and lament your impossible sorrow.
but here, there, we sit in darkness and await silence.
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