Time can be fleeting… slipping through our fingers like sand.

It seemingly moves slowly at first, while we are but in our youth. We imagine ourselves immortal, that our lives will carry on without end. Death is a problem for our future selves. Some of us, foolishly, wish for an early end to our lives to end our pain without appreciating the finality and emptiness of death.

The more that time passes, the faster it seems to escape through our fingers. While it was always passing with the same speed, it is relative to our age and hurtles us closer towards our own mortality as it does from our creation.

It’s the facing of this mortality, REAL mortality, that we begin to understand the value of our time. When we understand the value of our time, it’s then that we can start to pay attention to how we spend it. There are a billion ways that we can spend our lives with what we devote our energy to being fought over by people and companies, trying to steal our energy and distract us from the things that we really need to focus on. Detract from us setting and achieving our goals.

Living is a choice. We make choices every minute of every day that can lead us to our goals and satisfaction in our lives, or they can pull us away from them… leaving us for wanting. The road is hard and only hard things are worth fighting for.