Whatever the hell kind of dating/romance dynamic we’re in.
Time waits for no man, but when you are nineteen, perhaps it pauses for just a second.
Today, you have these people. Tomorrow, you may not. But during the time when they are a part of your life, they are or have been important. Why not make them feel that today, irrespective of what happens tomorrow?
Often we categorize time as the enemy. As an unwavering barrier that blocks us from accomplishing all of our dreams and goals. But time is not an enemy here. In fact, there really is no enemy.
I am done with the stupid excuse of having no time; it is time to own up to who I really am. I have the time.
How lazy are you?
I hope to be a big part of her life, but not all of her it.
We’ve started new jobs, new beginnings. Made new friends, began new relationships. Learned things about ourselves, and have hopefully grown in doing so.
I called up the guy who pitched me on a time machine business a few years ago.
We are the guinea pigs of this new age, like the people who built the railroads and changed the clocks. We are just figuring it out as we go along, trying all the new things spread out in front of us, seeing what works.