OctPoWriMo 2

All of a sudden
Images from the distant
Past are appearing

At most unbidden
At least I am unaware
I would be here now

Tracing the distance
An uninterrupted gap
As through a wormhole

With infinity
Jostled somewhere in between
Every universe

And all I can think
Is that I am missing out
On living my life

Where does it go anyway