Before, I thought too that time was real… as solid as the ground beneath my feet. I counted seconds, hours and days as though I could see them with my very eyes. I was so sure of its existence. And so it went that I allowed myself to be rushed by the minutes, seasons and years that I felt my life falling around me and slipping through my fingers as quickly and as surely as rain. Had I known better, I would’ve measured it differently… through smiles and kind words and the people who found their way into my doorstep.
© 2013 K.Z. Morano