There is this thing called time. This constant in life that never pauses never stops and never sleeps. It doesn’t care if you are rich or poor. It doesn’t care if you are strong or weak. It doesn’t care if you are old or young. It treats everybody as equals and just keeps on moving. Running towards some goal that we all may never understand but wish we did. It scares people because they have no control over it. It makes them desperately run in the other direction on a moving sidewalk that has no end. And they hid their faces from it when it stares at them from the little places it likes to hide. But I say a pox on that. Look time in the face and smile, grab its hand and go dancing with it, bring it along with you as you live your life to the fullest and never turn away. And remember to always take it. Take some time, or otherwise the world will just run right on by you. So the next time you roll out of bed, stand with your back to the sun and feel the warmth run through your body. And take all the time you need.
Heres to taking time. And heres to oversized sweaters and the beautiful girls who wear them. This lovely lady is Mara, and I think she wears it well. Both the sweater and time. She Is Nicotine.