Days are flying by. It is already Thursday. Day 11. I sometimes wonder if there will be a day when I look back and say, why the hell did I do the things I did. Wasn’t there a better way to spend the life?
Maybe it is just a philosophical thought, as very powerfully said in Pink Floyd’s song Time:
“And you run and you run
To catch up with the sun
But it’s sinking,
Racing around, to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way
But you’re older
Shorter of breath,
One day closer to death”
Just keep running.