I can’t hold on. It’s slipping through my fingers and I know I will never get it back. I never really had enough in the first place but now it’s leaving me more and more rapidly, infinitely spooling out in my wake. Indeed, there is a near infinite amount of it in the world but my ownership can only ever be finite. But that’s time. That’s just how it works.
Clever. Didn’t guess what it was until the end. Not that I have ever set the bar very high when solving riddles! But nonetheless, I liked it and will use it in school tomorrow.