One day I looked up and I’m 29 … inches away from 30
Miles away from 16 but the distance in between the 2 somehow feels the same.
Maybe if I paused for a lil longer and breathed a moment longer. This life I’m living would color itself to have more meaning.
Which is probably a good portion of my problem, always dreaming of a deeper tomorrow. Something that will make up for what was just yesterday. But thats the thing about time, yesterday was just that.














