When ever I think about time, the cliche images come to me. A clock, numbers, flashbacks of precious moments. Then they're the times when I think of her face, the moments we've shared. I think of my joys, hopes, and dreams I yearn for. I think of what I could become. It is this when I know time is an obstacle one must overcome. Life is a waiting game and you wait to act at the perfect time. What they don't tell you is any moment is the perfect time. Better to regret something you did rather than something you didn't do. That way, learning something will be inevitable!