Time Cant Be Given. But It Can

Why Do We Stop Believing In Ourselves? Why Do We Let Facts And Figures And Anything But Dreams Rule Our Lives?

Our Life Is Made Up Of Time; Our Days Are Measured In Hours, Our Pay Measured By Those Hours, Our Knowledge Is Measured By Years. We Grab A Few Quick Minutes In Our Busy Day To Have A Coffee Break. We Rush Back To Our Desks, We Watch The Clock, We Live By Appointments. And Yet Your Time Eventually Runs Out And You Wonder In Your Heart Of Hearts If Those Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months, Years And Decades Were Being Spent The Best Way They Possibly Could. In Other Words, If You Could Change Anything, Would You?

Sometimes You Have To Give Yourself To Somebody In Order To See Who You Are. Sometimes You Have To Unravel Things To Get To The Core

To Mention It Was To Ask A Favor And That As You Were Too Generous, And As For Her To Ask Was Always To Have, She Wouldn't

I Generally Don’t Become Overexcited About Things Anyway, I’m Just Not One Of Those People. I’m Not Easily Surprised By Things Either. I Think It’s Because I Expect That Anything Can Happen