Chasing Time
Tuesday, July 1st, 2008
“The only thing that cannot be recycled is time wasted.”
I’m thirty years old. I’m single and sick. It feels like time is running me over. I feel like I’m a clock rapidly ticking and I’m running out of time… It’s a scary thought that I may actually spend the rest of my life alone and I can never found the “one”
Quite honestly, I’m not really worried that I am still single. I am enjoying my life and since I am sick, I don’t want to be a burden with anyone. But still, I worry about the future and what if I never find myself in love again. I want to be married someday and although everyone said that I cannot bear a child, I am still hoping that I could have my own child someday.
I’m not really sure what the future holds but my days have been so toxic, I sometimes don’t notice that a day has passed. My life is like a routine and although I love my life, I hate the fact that I don’t feel challenged and there’s no excitement in my life. I must be nuts for thinking this way but I just hear the clock ticking and it’s racing against my thoughts.


























