life is very very short. .
i just had that epiphany.. maybe coz of the things going on around me. in the news, the people i hang out with.. the places i go to, and the thoughts i find myself immersed in. i just realize the shortness of time.. and the fact that, at 16, i have passed 7 years of time since that wide-eyed curious mind of 9 years old... she speaks to me, and tells me that time is ticking, i am maturing and developing… life is moving constantly… and i am just a part, a glimpse, an insignificant speck, some 10 seconds of matter that once existed in the grander scheme of things... one day i will just be a thing of the past… and that propells me to give life some kind of meaning, tone, adventure or colour before i an gone forever and ever, never being able to experience this universe in my skin, and behind my eyes. .
life is short, now i understand.… and because of that, i see that life is literally meant to be YOLOed sometimes.… i am the universe's lost child, trying to find her way back home in this journey everyone calls life.… and time is my companion, who guides me as i curiously follow along this unknown path that seems to stretch on for forever .… huh. time, is a delusional friend.