"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as if everything is." -Albert Einstein
I gaze into the silvery eyes of Fate. He tells me to take a number; there are many who have to go before me. I stand behind millions of people who are readying themselves to go and I take a deep breath and quietly whisper "Thank you," because it is not yet my time.
We think we need more time; sometimes it feels as if we get so little.
Is it that we don't have enough time or is it that we do not appreciate the time we are given? There are people who believe both.
I believe that it can be both in a way...
We might not have time to finish a small task for school or work, but will that matter as much in the long run as taking the time to have a serious, long-needed conversation with a good friend?
I am not going to state my opinion right now; it is not really necessary. I just think that it is something to ponder on.
Thinking about what will really matters in the long run can give us a lot of insight to our life, ourselves. It opens up a part of our soul.
Maybe all we really need sometimes is a little dusting out of the soul and finding out what matters.