This is a tale of time lost. Spend as much as time as you can with those closest to you; you never know when that time will run out...
My Creative Writing teacher told me awhile ago that my writings, especially my poetry, were dark. As in cryptic or sinister in nature. I thought to myself "That's strange" because I never thought of my writings as dark and sinister. So I reread some of my poems and I saw what he was seeing. He gave us an assignment sh...