WHEN

 

When...

One word.

It plagues.

It haunts.

It knaws.

So much power

To make you feel inadequate

To make you feel behind

Like a damned white rabbit

Frantically searching for the "next important date."

I'm late...I'm late...

The next birthday passes

Still no pitter patter.

"You aren't getting any younger."

"You don't have forever."

"You guys need to think about..."

And then always the dreaded--

WHEN.

Time is such a funny thing.

We cannot control it.

We cannot harness it.

And we only get so much of it.

So WHY do we want to depress

And oppress others

With our opinions on spending it.

Why...