We live in a world constantly moving.

Constant photocopiers buzzing through to the wee hours of the morn, constant mugs of coffee being refilled to the brim, constant pages of books being written in; with dates planning the past, present and future.

CAN EVERYONE PLEASE REWIND A MINUTE!!

please.

breathe in. anddddddddddddddddddddddd out.

take a look outside your window.

i was walking to work the other day as the sun was setting and it was a mix of cloudy grey and beautiful orange. i could swear the apocalypse was coming, and i didn't care.
it was just so nice to view the world outside the steps of my home and feel completely at ease despite knowing the fact that i was running late for work and there were stupid, ugly people on the other ends of phones to speak to; demanding pizzas be delivered straight to their houses.

it's holidays right now. the time when you're supposed to be excited to do things you usually cannot do during the school term because there is no time. which is why i hate that i have a pile of homework which excludes the amount of time i have outside of my bloody bedroom.

and i knooooooooow some people are ace at doing things at the eleventh hour but i am a prime stress ball of fuzz so that is impossible for me.

timetimetime.

There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.