When I finally have time,
I will take the time 
to do whatever
      it is 
                     that I really want. 

I will make time 
                         to become my "best self,"
                         doing things I never had time for when I couldn't find
the currency to buy the time
I needed.

Just in time, I hear myself say,

"I'm here, right here, right now,"

                                                          and then I see my time is
                                                                                                                                     running out.

All that buying and spending and taking
and making, and still there's no time left.


I'm fascinated by all the verbs we use to express our relationship with time, none of which really make much sense given its abstract nature. Why Miz Q's 11/23/22 prompt brought me here is anyone's guess.