One Saturday morning, I got this phone call from a lady name Ms. Elza. After the conversation we had, I looked at the clock, and realized I had been on the phone for two and half hours with Ms. Elza. I asked myself, "where did that conversation get me"? It was those days when I would get on the phone and listen to gossip, and I'd join in. It was that juicy gossip; that "tell me more girl gossip". In my opinion, when you're not focused on what you need to be doing, you gossip and waste a lot of time going no where. I realize when you are taking care of business, you have no time for small talk gossip. When I sat down, and thought about the hours that had passed, I could have done some strategtic planning, or learned a new language with all the hours spent on listening to nonsense. It's my fault, because I let Ms. Elza drag me down that lane every single time. I had to stop taking her phone calls, because it was only gossip. Nothing helping each other to move us forward in life. I explained it to her the last time she called about how we waste a lot of time on gossip. We will never get that time back, but it's a learning experience. Life is to short for small talk; and that's how the poem "Time" originated. I wasted two and half hours of time on bla...bla..and more...bla...bla...and bla gossip. But if it wasn't for the bla..bla..bla. The poem "Time" would have never been written.