Put it to good use. Exercise what you have before time steals the wisdom lying dormant in the forgotten vents of your brain.
It disturbs me to think that I can’t find the motivation to chase after my endangered aspirations.
What kind of person will I be ten more years down the road? Unhappy, restless and uptight? Perhaps we spend a lifetime coming to terms with ourselves, or maybe it’s just me. I do know that I will probably never be completely satisfied, and if I had everything in the world that I ever wanted, I would only want more.
Another lunch break almost spent, four more hours and I’m homeward bound. The wind is picking up and the sky becomes a deeper shade of gray, but I’ll have to watch the incoming storm from a six story building out of a faraway window. I wish I was at home on my porch where the air is always cooler, and the over-hanging trees give shelter from the storm. Four more hours.