random thought of the moment

secretly wishing there was a way to stop time and simply paint for an eternity...
however, in the real word...

there are still more readings to do,
draft those papers,
My mind is already fondue,
Yet my thoughts have become like dreamers.

Some Lessons by day,
more prices to pay,
vices to keep at bay,
No more time to play,
All of this leads to the inevitable decay.