Here to think.

Sitting quietly, time by my side. The bit that's left, running out quickly. Thoughts running, flowing, pounding in my head. Feel free to take a look. Feel free to wonder. She's obsessed, I'm obsessed, You're obsessed. All with different things. Nice to know, and it's hard to go. Sometime soon, though, this all might end. It's coming. We all know it's coming. But when, exactly? Get me prepared. We all need to be prepared. But, in the mean time. Sit here quietly, with time by your side.