There’s this river, this river, that time keeps. It’s called, the river of time. This river of time had everything that’s already happened in it, and, those of you who’d lost something through time, are more than likely, to be able to, discover what was lost in your past, in this river of time, now here comes the problem: nobody can pinpoint the exact location (longitude and latitude) of this river of time, and, it’s said, that this river of time doesn’t stay in just one location either!
not my photo…
The river of time, I’d, stumbled upon it, I think, but I was way too young to recall, I took a dip (just my toes, ‘cuz I’d not wanted to get completely wet???), and yet, out of nowhere, the waters started raging from all sides, and took me under. I’d, struggled hard, to keep my head above water, gotten too panicky and started freaking out, ‘cuz I thought I was totally going to drown and die.
not my phot still…
The river of time, it’d not been kind to me at all, it’d taken, the moments I cherished the most in my childhood career away, and, I’d shouted to the river, “Come back”, and yet, it’d just, kept, flowing onward…
The river of time, where is it now? I can’t even recall the last time it’d, flowed, across my mind, that must’ve been, AGES ago, I think. The river of time is lost in time, I’d forgotten about it, just like I’d, wiped away, ALL my childhood nightmares too.
Life, the Obstacle Course 