p. 57: “Tis not too late to seek a newer world... made week by time and fate, but strong in will. To strive, to seek, to find and not to yield.” Tennyson.
It is not too late to start the life you want to live. The life you want to live, where whatever you do, is something you do in the moment.
Unfortunately whatever you do, is decided by time and fate. And you get to do whatever you want, with no one there to control your actions.
I love to drive. Or be driven, since I am obviously not old enough to drive myself. I don’t know what is about it, but it gives me the feeling of being in a deep trance. Like nothing can touch me, not people, not life. I don’t have to go a certain place, I feel like it’s nice to have something in life that does not have to have a purpose. Just keep going, and life has finally paused for a minute.
I have a fear of life going too fast. I fear that someday I’m going to wake up, and realize that is has all past me by. I did not seize the day, and didn’t accomplish anything.
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