A few days older…

You know, the clock just keeps on going. There is no reasoning with it, no arguing with it and certainly no way to slow it down. Bit by bit I seem to make peace with this a little more each year (no matter how much I whine about being old). So now I am creeping my way to age 30 and I am not scared, but somehow I always feel like so much time has passed and of course, so much of it was wasted. Then I get on a kick where I try to get as much done as humanly possible, but suddenly they don’t seem like the important things.

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