Summary:

Time… slowly, going by as you watch the clock and the time,  you try to rush it and make time go faster, foolish enough not to know that if you rush of what time you have you’ll see it ends quicker. Mountains, a stroke before midnight, raining, coming down pretty hard, driving, seems endless you are trying to get to the other side of the country to see your mother.  You start to get tired and seek shelter and a place to rest. You see a mansion that looks old on the top of the mountain you were near. You drove up the mountain to ask if you can rest for the night there it has taken you a little bit to get up the mountain, you try to drive slowly but you feel anxious to get up the mountain to get out of the rain and the car and see if you can get a bed to rest your head.