Life keeps on giving. Life gives time. Time to be spent on others. You lie down and get absorbed by knowing there’s no turning back from the course you were assigned. You realize the pressure you felt wasn’t from a rock sitting on your chest, rather it was your own chest collapsing on itself. Like going down a bottomless; endless elevator. You know what’s waiting down there. You now it’s not good. It’s inevitable. This time, life is going to take. It will take time from them.