Is time really on our side? Or is it against us? I wonder how many missed opportunities I had during my lifetime. Maybe there was a door open that I didn’t feel the draft coming in. I know my life is three quarters over and with a lot of regret of who I am today. My health issues are not my fault mostly genetic but can’t blame my family it’s not their fault either. We got cursed by the cancer and heart disease demons.
As I sip my coffee, I reflect on what accomplishments I’ve done. Even though it’s mute and of little monetary value I can’t change any of it. Surely we make all mistakes. Some are just more costly than others. I can’t say I’m a successful writer for I’m not famous nor do a lot of people even read my pages. I tried different avenues in life and I can’t look at them and dwell as if I failed, rather to view them as what I shouldn’t be doing or wasting my time on it.
The golden years to me aren’t golden at all. They are brass plated fooling the cornea of our sight. He is hunched over a bit, tired beyond words and no rest for him.
What do you think about your life at this present moment? Do you see yourself confident and pleased with yourself? Or do think of what you will try to succeed at in latter days of your life before it’s too late? How do you review your time spent?
