Sitting, with my arms bent, 3:59am
Moving, my fingers across, typing furiously.
Looking, at past photos. Memories, past experiences. Smiles, regret, laughter. Enriched, Elevated. Ennui.
4:00AM. I realise, im dying every second.
4:01 AM. i struggle with the next idea that comes to mind, i backspace it all, and i start writing this sentence.
4:01 AM. still on this, i begin to wonder, so thats how stories are formed. I am forming a story now. Actively, by trading seconds of my life, im typing this text out. Typing this text out actually took time, time which i would never recover. i start typing a little faster, cursing every backspace i use. and i pause. a second ticks by...2...now 3...
A long pause, i realise yet again. i've spent a total of 7 minutes on this. first, an attempt to post it on facebook. now, here on blogger. Eternity? oh no, not for us fragile human beings. ill put my life expectancy at 60 years. After 60 years, wrecked with illnesses and diseases, i would pass away painfully.

a lifetime of suffering, passing away in regret
or a lifetime of happiness, passing peacefully, surrounded by love and dying enveloped in peace.
i dont know, tantalising images fill my head
4:08AM, i guess ill just visit my best friend joshua's tumblr.
and i guess,

time waits for no man.