Time is what we hope moves quickly when we are bored or unhappy, or are waiting in complete anticipation for what is to come.

Time is what we cling to when we are enjoying ourselves, when are dreading what happens next, when we feel we have too little of it to do what needs to get done.

Time is the label we give to the phenomena of the day proceeding forward, the sun rising and setting, the changing of seasons, growing and aging.

We try to define time by labeling it and constricting it, but really, time is what you make it.