Begin with a preposition…..
At the third tone it will be…….I listened to this endless times when I was growing up, why? No idea, I think I was intrigued with the notion that a person spoke those lines ad nausea.
The issue with time is that for all of us it is finite even though the concept of time is infinite.
My friend is in pain right now, physical pain, it has laid her low and everyday for her recently has been a struggle. There’s not much I can do, I have tried crying for her in her distress but she says she doesn’t need my tears rather my love, compassion, care and empathy.
It’s a hard gig when with the passing of each day you anticipate improvement and nature being nature fools you into thinking there has been an improvement only let you down by smashing you once again with throbbing pain and discomfort.
I hate that it has done this to us. Robbed us of the us that is us.
But I hang in there with her. I have to be positive as I know improvement is not far away, the alternative isn’t worth considering I think. I want the wonderful person I know back with me, not languishing and feeling miserable twenty-four seven, what sort of life is that?
But I know in my heart it will all even out. In time I hear people say stuff evens out. Nothing lasts forever, even pain.
So at present its all a bit like I said at the start……at the third tone……