Time has forever been a topic of discussion in my household, perhaps that has something
to do with the fact that I was born into a family of watchmakers. However, today of all days,
time and my lovely grandfather, Ernest, are particularly on my mind. Recently, days slip
into nights and weeks into months. Worry overcomes me, but hope will resolve all.
Thoughts left unsaid remain trapped in my mind. Forever caught up on the crux of it all.
Wishing I could be just a bit more appreciative of this year, this month, this moment, forever.
~Morgen, morgen, nur nicht heute, sagen alle faulen leute~
(Opa’s ever so true reminder)