The one with Fear & Hope

it's a very strange thing to see your life packed into a corner, you think about all the memories and decisions which got you to this particular intersection. you wonder how things may have been different...how things may have changed....and the consequences of the joker we call time. time begins taking pace when you first gain consciousness of yourself as a child and it accelerates at an expotential rate. sometimes we'll be impressed by how well we jump the hurdles of change which time throws at us, but at other times we'll find ourselfs on our knees, weak from trying in earnest to stay within sight of this champion of his game. yet, no matter how witty we train ourselves to be, nor how agile, time will one day stand still in front of each of us and say quite simple "you cannot beat me, you cannot stop me, and you cannot know where i am going". it is my opinion that these times are the hardest, when we feel the most fearful, and when we're in the most need of hope. if there is one word i can hold on to, it is hope.