Time is My Frenemic Uncle

And when I say that, I mean that time is relative. And it is necessary but I really hate how fast or how slow it goes sometimes. Time also carries more significance for some and less so for others. And I'm really tired of talking and writing in circles. But when it all comes out, will I be able to handle the response. I sure hope so. Ugh here's to less vaguebook from here on out.

I want to be here. I really need to BE here. But I'm already there. This is already gone. It is already the future and I am a ghost of the present. Trying my bestest to re-materialize from my jaunt into the future. I'm trying, I really am, but ugh, I just don't wanna work that hard. At least at the present moment.