okay, i got this thread from a friend when i was like five years old. first i didn’t think about that much, but a year later it seemed to me that i had forgotten something very important, and i remembered what this my very old friend had once said.
time will never stop. The clock will continue, onwards towards an end that is not there. They slip between your fingers, like a breath you will never breath again, Make the most of them, every second, they are the sand at the beach that is your life.