As I find myself in a new year, 2008, I can’t help but think about how much time has passed by me. I am 27 now, and I finally think I am beginning to just now start to fathom (not understand) the massive force known as Time. Time is such a tricky thing, because you always wish you had more of it, and no matter how much of it you have at your disposal, it never seems to be enough. It so easy to waste it, and you never know how much of it you have left.
I recently have encountered from an up-close distance the bitter reality of time being up. It might be regarded as morbid to think of your life ending, but in all honesty, you never know how much time you have left. And the truth is, each and every one of us has an unknown amount of time left, some more than others…
A few months ago, I watched as a man made a poor choice while driving late one evening, and I saw his time on earth expire. He was young, in his early 30’s, and I am sure that he had no idea that his clock was about to hit zero. If a person ever did/does think about the way they are going to die, I couldn’t have imagined that this guy would have ever thought that he would die by trying to pass my car and a semi truck at 3 AM on a back road.
It all seemed so cheap.