Every hour beyond a reasonable time to relax spent on non-constructive, non-interactive media is a waste of my life.
I am afraid we all think we have time.
We don't have any time.
The past is over. The future has not happened. We only have now.
And one day, now won't mean anything to me. I will be a corpse.
Surrounding my body will be the spirit of everything I left undone.
I must do the exceptional thing NOW, for ME. Always NOW.
I won't allow comfort and fear to ruin my chances to be more then good enough normal.
What do you think? How do you feel?
rugadd
