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Between trying to apply for a new job, applying for a student loan, and getting all my shit together for this apartment... I'm starting to realize that I'm beginning to lose a lot of time.
Particularly time that I could be doing things I like. Like, writing. Or snorkeling.
Not that I've ever been snorkeling; but I'm sure it would be fun.
Last night, the idea that I was losing so much time doing grown-up stuff, and not stuff that makes me happy, made me cry really hard.
Because if there's one thing you can never take back, it's time.
Ironic that, in the end, the one thing you can never take back, time, is the only real thing that we take with us to the grave.
Particularly time that I could be doing things I like. Like, writing. Or snorkeling.
Not that I've ever been snorkeling; but I'm sure it would be fun.
Last night, the idea that I was losing so much time doing grown-up stuff, and not stuff that makes me happy, made me cry really hard.
Because if there's one thing you can never take back, it's time.
Ironic that, in the end, the one thing you can never take back, time, is the only real thing that we take with us to the grave.