Time is something abundant yet limited. We have all the time in the world. Even if we live until we’re 60, that’s still heck of a lot of time, and yet we always find ourselves needing more time or wanting more time. This peculiar little predicament is one of the things that amuses me (or in this case “amewse” haha, yes I know. I went there). It’s funny, really. We are given a lot to begin with, but why do we keep wanting more? Is it just human nature to be greedy? :/ Whatever. I just thought I’d put that out there. I’m pretty greedy when it comes to time. I lazy around and go, “Oh shit, I’m running out of time.” Even if I was given all the time in the world, I’m almost certain that I’ll be saying the exact same thing over and over. Horrible, isn’t it? All I will feel is just.. remorse for being so lazy, but the next day I won’t remember and just do it over again. I want to be stronger than that :p
