Do you ever wish you met someone at a different time? A time where they were in the same space you were in, wanted what you wanted, were going where you were going. I always seem to be chasing time. Trying to catch up with people or people falling behind. If we meet the right person at the wrong time, does that make them the wrong person then? And if I meet the wrong person, at the right time do they become the right person? I get lost in the potential of the "would have" and "could have" been different. But time moves how time moves. And we can't change it. There's someone somewhere thinking the same thing at the same time. And maybe one day we will meet that right person at the right time. And time won't matter so much anymore.
(Motel Rocks killin' the playsuit game)