They say “time can do so much.” I believe in that so much that I always leave it up to time, especially when it hurts too much. Then I know with time it will be fine, I just don’t ever know how much time.
Because time works almost every time, it makes me give up on things which make me a little upset or uneasy. Because I know sooner or later, it’ll be fine and it won’t bother me. Time is my best friend in way, it never disappoints. It’s there and it lets me know it will all be ok one day, I just don’t know when will that day come.
I don’t know why am I talking about all this right now. I think I am thinking about all that comes after graduation and how much time I have in my hands which is filled with uncertainty and probably a lot of boredom. And when time is going to slow, its credibility dies on me.
Making sense much?
Basically I am not much of a vacation person and when time is filled with nothingness, it stops working as a healer, it works as an instigator of unwanted thoughts.
Time time time.. I need it to be my best friend.
I know I am not making any sense.
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