The only thing that is clear is that nothing is clear. Life is a blur. There isn't point in stopping to enjoy it. You stand still for too long and everything passes you by. Before you know it you are the only thing stationary. Someone or something is bound to run right over the top of you. Life's brisk pace slows for no-one. Our measurement of time is arbitrary. Our life might seem long and arduous at times until we come to the end of it and suddenly we are very conscious of the volume of the ticking clock. The next time you hear someone say ' I can't wait until tomorrow' suggest to them they might reconsider if they knew how quickly tomorrow will come.