Too much

Too little

Endless days

Sleepless nights

Like an hourglass—sands moves too slowly when you want it to speed—too quickly

When you need more time

Time is here—now—in this moment—in this place

Time has stopped—suspended—I’m stalled in time.  I can’t go back—I cannot move

Forward.  It is as if Steve  died this moment and this moment will never end.

I’m frozen in the moment—when will the thaw begin?

~Scharme Shown