Don't waste your time thinking about yesterday.. You might miss your chance to grab tomorrow

Then sometimes the clouds come down, the rain falls, and the darkness seeps into that side view you have, that cloudy corner of your eye periphery. The world is a giant rainslicked smudge, the air you breathe hangs in the air, and the world smells of rising bread dough and disappointment. You put one foot in front of the other -anything else is just crazy- and yet you are consistently twenty steps short of where you need to be. Doom and gloom. Gloom and doom.