Time

How can one entity deal with being stagnant? Sitting. Waiting. Aging. Always waiting to gather more clicks from the small hand, yet slowly shaking hands with the big one. The days come but never depart. It all blends together into a haze like a night of too much consumption. Waking is never satisfactory but going to sleep is mutually saddening because one feels like nothing is gained. Other than more unobtainable fragmentations of something you dream of.