Has a nice ring to it, right? I am actually feeling a bit more like a slave than a king these days. The things I have to do are swallowing my time left and right. Time disappears on its own… it sure doesn’t need any help being consumed.
This October, I am going to be 25. I don’t think that is old or even nearing old… but I had an alarming thought. If I live to be 75, I have already lived a third of my life. I can only hope that the next two-thirds don’t go by nearly as fast… and that I use my future better than I have used my fast.
I am a person that is plagued with wanting to do the right thing. I wish that every step I make was in a direction that brings me good fortune and wisdom. I want to use every second and not waste any life.
I am getting closer; I am trying harder… what else can I do?
