September 17, 2015
Time is on my side. No, it isn't. I wonder a lot how much longer I have to go. I hope there are 20 or 30 years left, but it could be 20 or 30 minutes. That's the weird part about growing up. You finally realize that you have an expiration date and it's inevitable. There goes another one. We get each day as a new present. And what do we do with the new day? The same thing that we did the day before is usual. N'est-ce pas? Oh my! That's the way of the world. Go know.