It is a blurr of events that seem to reoccur and diseappear. It is something you wishyou hadn't done. its somewhere you wish you had never went. It is someone you wish you hadn't ever met. It drags you along for ever; never stopping, never pausing. It just keeps going, like the sight of the horizon on the sea, on a rainy day. It makes you tired and old. It makes you forget the irreplaceable... It is Time. Yes. It is the thing that makes you wish that you could do something about the mistakes. But then, you think to yourself; all you have to do is look forward to the future for hope, and decide what to do with the time that is given to you.