Time had suddenly become the single most critical fact of life.
It was no longer something that could be deemed indispensable.
They were young. They were in love. They’d had the world at their feet. They’d gone through the best and the worst of times together. But what this whole episode had taught them was that they no longer had all the time in the world to experience, express and rejoice over all the things they’d ever wanted. Everything they’d ever worked hard to achieve or conquered could be snatched away from them in a single moment.
Time was no longer in their hands. It had no set value. It could no longer be computed in terms of days and months and years.
Each moment was precious. Every single one of it. They could not waste it anymore.
So true and a good reminder for all of us. I'm glad PsychoMan is dead, but I sure hate to see the end of this fic. ;)
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Date: 2007-11-19 01:33 am (UTC)It was no longer something that could be deemed indispensable.
They were young. They were in love. They’d had the world at their feet. They’d gone through the best and the worst of times together. But what this whole episode had taught them was that they no longer had all the time in the world to experience, express and rejoice over all the things they’d ever wanted. Everything they’d ever worked hard to achieve or conquered could be snatched away from them in a single moment.
Time was no longer in their hands. It had no set value. It could no longer be computed in terms of days and months and years.
Each moment was precious. Every single one of it. They could not waste it anymore.
So true and a good reminder for all of us. I'm glad PsychoMan is dead, but I sure hate to see the end of this fic. ;)