Where Time Stops.

I sit on the old dusty chair

as I zone out and stare out the window

watching the fluorescent autumn leaves fall as time passes by me.

It’s things like this that make us wonder, how it feels to be falling

falling in a way that we feel like we have been falling since the start of time

of course only intellectual folk seem to think like that.

Time is an important factor of our lives.

Well at least that's what they say

but in these eyes time is simply there just to test us

test our souls.

if we are able to do everything we possibly dream about in a certain time

whatever that may be.

Time is a never-ending rabbit hole

that is only there to remind us of how much time we have left.