Week 2 Blog Post
It’s 3am and all I can think about is time.
At first, it seems like you have so much of it, more than your two hands could ever hold, and you let the sands fall to the side without thinking a second thought.
It feels like you have endless days to spare, and the future is but a vague idea in the distance. However, before you know it, months turn into weeks and weeks turn into days and soon you realize the time you once had has turned into grains
Now, you’re closing your fists,
holding onto as much time as your two hands can hold before it’s gone.
How many adventures did you save for “someday”?
How many friends are still left waiting to “catch up soon”?
How many moments did you choose not to take, allowing yourself to bite the comforting bait of “next time I will”.
How many nights were spent inside, leaving sunsets and stars unseen?
How many new and beautiful people did you miss on meeting?
Or love, that never found it’s way to you, sitting on the other side of that closed front door.
Where along the way in your busy life did you forget that you cannot “catch up” on time to live?
There is no next time, there is only now,
and now will be all there ever is.
Life moves fast, faster than you think.
It’s 3am and all I can think about is what am I going do with the time I have left.