Frozen

2.1

All I remember is that time used to fascinate me. You couldn't see it, but it's always there, slowly ticking over. I always wondered who invented "time". I mean who decided how many hours are in a day and minutes in an hour? And why does there have to be so many days in a year? I don't remember exactly, over three hundred for sure. Well, almost sure. I'm not really sure about anything at all anymore. I can't remember my birthday either. I only know it's in autumn because when I was little I remember kicking up the leaves whilst in desperate attempt to kick my brand new football at my brother... what was his name? Never mind, I don't want to remember. I was proud of that football though... first proper one. It was a black and white one and it had my name written on it...

It's so cold suddenly. The only way I can tell what the seasons are: spring, the little yellow and orange flowers come out, summer; the days get longer; autumn, the leaves fall off the trees and winter, Jack Frost comes out to play. That's it, that's all I know. Although over the years the seasons have changed, it's still roughly the same pattern. The winters' are getting colder, spring has more rain, summer is hotter and in autumn less leaves fall off the trees and the season change to winter is far more drastic. If anyone has noticed the change in the weather the most in these past ten years, it's me. It seems tragically boring to say it but it's true. Watching the sun rise and fly high over my head in the sky brings me great joy each day simply because I know that the world has not given up on me yet. Seeing it set and the stars slowly making an appearance along with the moon keeps my sanity intact. I love watching the stars twinkle. It sounds like a cliché fairytale but my life is anything but that. My life has no meaning to anyone anymore. In book shops I see the names of authors displayed proudly and I hear people talking about a new shiny covered book being "the one to read". They have impacted the world. Well, to some extent anyway. They have changed peoples lives through words on a page. What have I done? Nothing. Well, nothing yet anyway. I don't have long enough to do any of the things I want to do. I mentally kick myself when I realise that I wasted my life moping. I never took the bull by the horns and rode it.