The future was always something I had worried about. I'm not sure if it was because of my young mind and lack of wisdom, but I never gave thought to all that time that was enclosed my life into only a small speck in a timeline. I had so much time. So much time that I let slide through my fingers like worthless pennies. So much time that I watched drain like water in a tub. So much time that I let vanish like a magician in an act. So much time I watched dissolve like a mirage across a desert. So much time I stood as it flew across the empty horizon. And now I realize that I had so much time, and I wasted it. Now I realize that for some of us, today might be our last tomorrow.
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What Is Life?
AdventureI often question life. How much longer until our journey ends? What happens after death? Why don't most people speak out to make the world a better place? I will try to answer these questions and find some new ones.
