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When did we lose sight of our dreams? When did life become a constant repetitive series of boring episodes, each day a near exact copy of the last? The truth is, the flow of time is not constant, and our perception of it is warped and twisted, and is a downright cruel joke sometimes. We live in islands of time, where one important event is preceded by many - or few, I guess - repetitive tasks before it, and then superseded by the same tasks before the following event.

Take booking a doctor's appointment a few months in advance, for example. Months suddenly shrink into days, days shrink into mere seconds while we repeat the same process over and over again, waiting for that appointment to happen. Most of the time we spending living is in those moments when we're not doing anything, those moments when we sit back and look at ourselves and wonder how we got here. Wonder who we are. Wonder where we're going.

The truth is, life is not short, nor is it long. It's simply a measure of time allocated to each person for us to grow as an individual and as a species, as a civilization together. Enjoy every moment before you no longer have the ability to, but also allocate time to plan the future and catch sight of your dreams once again. Those childhood dreams swallowed up by the waves, and the dreams you had with other people that got blown away.


if anyone is reading this just know that whatever your going through its okay things will get better there's always a light at the end of your tunnel. That tunnel of darkness will fade, there will always be a solution if you keep looking for it. Don't let the darkness win. If you allow yourself to give in just tie a rope and hold on and never let go, There will always be a shimmer of light that will be there. If you are reading this just know I've been there wanting to give it all up you're not alone you're never alone.