Sunday, April 8, 2012

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Another Second Gone By

time is a funny thing.

I like it, yet I hate it.
Without time, there would be no history. And I absolutely love reading and learning about history - it is beyond fascinating.
Without time, there would be nothing to look forward to - no eternity.
Without time, nothing would make sense.
And without time gone by, I wouldn't be where I am right now. And that would be incredibly depressing.

But yet... it often seems like time is working against me.
Time makes me miss things. Like my childhood. Like my sister being a baby. Like places I've been.
Time puts pressure on. It assigns deadlines, invokes panic, and emphasizes finality.
Time reveals our mortality in a way nothing else ever can.
And time makes me afraid to lose what I have. Especially in regards to relationships. Because with time, change is inevitable. And that scares me.

and the thing is, there's nothing at all I can do about time. The clock is going to keep on ticking, no matter what.
so I'm determined to cherish the time I've been given, and hopefully make it worth something.