All I do is keep a record of hours, what I do, when I've done them, how the hours went by with me doing what and why and writing about every little thing. This is what happens when one has depression. All one can think about is time and how every second of one's life revolves...
come on, let's face it
I'm only ever lost in mine
Well, I got my tracing paper
So that I could trace my clock
And the bastard face kept changing
And the hands, they wouldn't stop
I was ripping out the battery
I received myself a shock
And to add insult to injury
I could still...
rather have?The power to stop time at will,To reverse time as many days or years as you want,Or the power to go in time.Note that when you go back in time you cant go forward so you'll have to repeat stuff and when you go forward in time you cant go backwards