Time is a resource that diminishes as soon as creation

I remember when I was in my younger 20s that I didn’t have a lot of free time. School, work, girlfriend, commutes.

I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older that the more free time I have the more crazy I can feel.

It’s like my mind needs to be filled, occupied, active.

I’ve faced dark times being bored.

And as I wonder about the times and phases of my life, I realize how precious time is.

That time of my life is gone, lived to maybe it’s fullest.

All the while I found writing to be one of the few outlets I’ve enjoyed throughout life.

The times I did not enjoy writing were times I was writing for someone else.

I guess the more memories you have, the more life you’ve lived…

There really is so much that takes up so little.

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