Time. Seems like all you have is time. Watching rain fall from dark clouds, I am reminded of time. And, it all goes so quickly. You’re left wondering where life went?

There are those who stay in one place all their lives. I did not choose that route. Moving from town to town. Always behind. Rent is due. Old bills pile up. Debts to people never paid. Steps forward, or, steps back?

This is melancholy. This is mush. Watching rain on a Tuesday afternoon. And, all I have is time.