Sometimes life runs away with you,
Sometimes from.
The days bleed together.
You wake up. Go through your day. Go to bed.
Rinse and repeat.
What did you have for breakfast yesterday?
No idea.
When was the last time you spoke to your best friend?
Wasn’t that two days ago? Or was it two weeks? Two months?
Time blindless is a thief.
It takes your joy.
Your ability to thrive.
Your time with those who care about you – who you care about.
Before you know it all has drifted away…
Black Sheep Brainchild 
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