Comments on: Make It Stop

By: Wishes | Anand's Musings

Wishes | Anand's Musings — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 02:23:33 +0000

[...] secret vespers Published: March 6, 2010 Filed Under: Stories, life Tags: death : life : loss : love : wishes [...]

By: Somerled

Somerled — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:52:33 +0000

Thank you!

By: Feathertop Complex

Feathertop Complex — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 06:35:44 +0000

Interesting to find this tonight… I’ve been fighting the clock all week. To no avail, of course. It is Friday and I haven’t a paper finished. Not that I haven’t been working, I simply let too much be put on my plate…
I love those moments where you can look up at the sky and realize that life is so amazing. The clock is ticking, but you know what? It’ll still be ticking hours from now. Why not just enjoy it all?
Haven’t we all fought the clock enough?
“Take my hand, join this dance. We don’t have eternity, don’t miss your chance.”

By: Alétheia

Alétheia — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 06:46:59 +0000

I suppose time passes away quickest (or at least when I’m aware of it) when I’m doing something for myself – watching a movie I want, or relaxing with a nice book – when there’s many other things that need to be, should be done first. Schoolwork, housework, familial obligations, etc…

Oddly enough, though, I’m the least aware of the passing of time when I’m staring at the face of a clock, or the inner gears with everything spinning, ticking away the seconds….

By: orinoco womble

orinoco womble — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 20:13:02 +0000

These days time doesn’t just “slip by” me. It flies away. Every time I blink, it’s Friday again. October disappeared and I have no record of it. Oh, I do, if I check my crowded schedule book. But I didn’t have a moment to savour it, to say, “This is October.” And it’s one of my favourite months.

By: Joseph Tonner

Joseph Tonner — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 06:05:01 +0000

When I get insomnia.
Like Grace, I do nothing even as the days and weeks slip by.
I’ve lived almost twice as long cuz I’ve been awake for twice as long and yet time keeps ticking life away one minute, one hour, one day at a time.

By: Duct

Duct — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 19:58:56 +0000

At nighttime, when I don’t want to relinquish my consciousness.

By: babseth

babseth — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 18:41:59 +0000

When my grandfather died, time was both too slow and too fast. Waiting for the inevitable.

By: carina

carina — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 22:49:35 +0000

in the days before i left him, I got up early and stayed up late, trying to suck all the life from those waking moments with him. seconds were hours, and they still weren’t long enough.

By: Jx.

Jx. — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 21:16:46 +0000

When my child is napping, or my boyfriend is here.

Every second is one less I have to do the washing, or have a guilt free cigarette.

Every minute is one more close to when he has to leave me again.