Tuesday was a bad day.
This happens to everyone. Another year disappeared in the mist of past leaving some memories behind. My mind circles around the things which I don’t own anymore. I am at more than one places at one time but time isn’t right for both. The white has become transparent and the blacks have disappeared. Emotions have lost in deadspace. Spaces are created equal, we disturb them. We break the rules and invade the rightous path with swords of sin and timber. The only truth I believe is that the clock won’t stop; Time is god.