time.

our life is made up of time. our days are measured in hours, our pay is measured by those hours, our knowledge is measured by the years. we grab a few minutes in our busy day to have a coffee break. we rush back to our desks, we watch the clock, we live by appointments. and yet time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades were being spent the best way they possibly could. everything is spinning around as jobs, friends, family, lovers... you feel like screaming "STOP", looking around, rearranging the order of a few things and then continuing on...