far away places

in far away places, time stands still.
time, notoriously relentless on city streets, edges to a stop. the pace slows, slows, slows and life begins.
in far away places, when time stands still, every day becomes clearer, crisper, real. the tick tock of the clock quiets and peace dawns.
i want to stay in those far away places, i grow tired of trying to out-pace time. a race too hard to win on city streets is not even a memory there.