Ticking

I wonder how long we have left. The world spin and moves on as sure as the rising sun of everyday. For every tick of the clock, a second of my life is washed away. So sometimes I wonder, do I still have time to do what I want to do? I want to go Japan and watch the cherry blossom bloom as the final snow of winter falls. I want to ride a motorbike and feel what it's like to really move. I want to sail the ocean on a big ship like, but not one of those modern kind either but those from the past where sails were still one with the wind and not on display in the museum. I want to publish my stories too. And I also want to know what it's like, to be able to lie down on a field of grass facing a clear blue sky, surrounded by friends who have been through heaven and hell with me. And of course, the feeling of what it's like to have that void filled with things of memories for which I can look back on and still smile if I ever get caught and thrown into the false tale of eternal happiness.

Two quotes today, just because they're good.

Time is an equal opportunity employer. Each human being has exactly the same number of hours and minutes every day. Rich people can't buy more hours. Scientists can't invent new minutes. And you can't save time to spend it on another day. Even so, time is amazingly fair and forgiving. No matter how much time you've wasted in the past, you still have an entire tomorrow. ~Denis Waitely

The Present is a Point just passed. ~David Russell