Snowflakes-a-fluttering, heartbeats-a-pattering

I made a concoction today using ingredients from the pantry. I think I can start a business selling Pantry Chocochinos. Take 2 packets of Swiss Miss Hot chocolate with marshmellows, and add one cup worth of hot water. Stir until marshmellows melt and add in about 1 tablespoon of half and half. Pour into a cup filled with ice. Add half a cup of gourmet coffee (the kind you find in my pantry) and cover plastic cup with fitted cover. Shake until ice cold. Suck with straw. Shiok. My colleagues are going to boycott Starbucks now and hire me to make drinks for them.

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"Funny when you stop and think,
Time goes faster than you blink,
Nothing’s ever like it was"

After a while, you just stop telling people about how you really feel. There's not much point, because you used to do that but it hurt quite badly each time someone leaves. And so, why not just let things be, let them float away or pretend not to notice. Anyway as the days pass, these things always become less important. And then after a while things change and there's no need to deal with them anymore. Time keeps ticking anyway. Just keep standing still.