Stay

While I was walking home, I saw my granny whom I have not seen for about two months. It is only two months but I noticed that there was more white hair among her hair now.

You see, time does not wait for anyone. It keeps running away. Everyone, he, she, it, you and I get(s) older everyday, every hour, every minute and every second.

However, I feel that I still constantly stand on the same spot, not moving at all. I guess part of me remains over-optimistic and another part of me remains hopeful that things are going to improve. Well, up to this very second, almost nothing has become better.

Perhaps, I should start moving.