I cannot get over how quickly time is flying by. It seems that the older I get, the quickly it passes. Growing up as the youngest child in the family, I could remember being real young, and wanting desperately to be old enough to do "fun" things. It always seemed that I was just too young to do what the older kids did.
Now, I would give so much to be young again, with no worries in the world.
Years feel more like months now. I am still young, but know that will not last forever. I want to enjoy the present, but I have so many cares to worry about, as do we all.
There is always something to be done, or get done quickly. And it’s all quickly; never when you get around to accomplishing something.
When you cross one task off of your to do list, there are ten new ones to get a jump on. We will never be done with things that have a pressing deadline.
I so want to enjoy my time, and not have to worry so much about being on such a tight schedule. There are always things I want to do in my free time, but by the time I have “free time,” I am either too tired to do those, or can’t focus on them.
I am not sure where I was going with this…I have just come to realize how fickle and fleeting Time really is. And it is scary. That’s all.
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