Time flies by.

Buzzz Buzz Buz Bu B....
Dwindling away to nothing. At nothing?
Wait, what to say
Separate the thoughts as to make complete sentences so you can understand what I'm trying to convey.
What if I don't want you to understand though. I mean people always stay entertained for longer when they can't figure it out.

Blah Blah blah. Life streams by and separates into particles which then sporadically go back and fourth between here and there ultimately ending up where it began. Or does it? Where did it begin? Hmm..
WHere did I begin? and was I supposed to? And am I supposed to be here? I don't want to be here. I want to go back. Yet, that is giving up, I think...I can't give up.