Lately I've been living in my own little world. It's been good, mind you, but at the same time there's a small nagging in the back of my mind that goes something along the lines of - "Hey, give Me a little of your time."
I suppose that's not really too hard for one to ask.
Or do for that matter.
So why does the littlest time feel like eons that I will be wasting?
God I'm selfish.