I thoroughly understand how different time looks to different people. Depending on where you stand on the globe, time is relative. Yet, time is so precise. So unyeilding. Just ask the age lines on my face, they tell me every day that time waits for no one! Happily, I realize too, that time spent living is time well spent. It is hard to deprive oneself of our depressions, and our lows. We need them, to regenerate our hopes, to refuel our aspirations. When we awaken from those states of self doubt and worry...the world is new once again. Our playground! So here in this piece I hope to add a bit of thought to the value of time, and how each of our experiences are necessary to carry us to our next one, and then the next.