A Constant

In our life, in our world, in our reality, there is always one thing that is constant. It never changes, it never gets tired, it never stops; it's time.

Time always marches ahead.

Sometimes it seems to move fast, sometimes too slowly, dragging a moment in time far beyond what is comfortable to us; but that is merely our perception of time. No more. 

Time always moves with a constant speed. Step by step, slowly, but always forward at the same speed which is beyond our comprehension.

Sometimes it feels like we are running behind time, trying to catch up with her, but that is never the case. Time is always by our side, with us, within us. 

Time doesn't run out, it is merely our perception.

Time the only constant in our life.