Today is March 15, 2016 and the time is 1:02am. The kids are asleep, the night is dark but my mind is still racing like a thoroughbred at the Kentucky Derby. My mind can not seem to cloud the thoughts of the past and every night it's as if I am re-living each moment. Some of happy times, some of bad times but the ones that stick with me the most is those stolen times. Time stolen away from those that were not to be taken by. "Time waits on no one!" everyone says. Live every moment like its the last and make best with whatever time you got. Make less regrets and more progress so time is accounted for and not forgotten. This is what my mind wonders on now. Am i making progress in the time im given or am i wasting time others aren't granted?
