... more time!

That's about my only wish.

I feel absolutely swamped with my two jobs and 16 credit hours.

I'd like to spend more time studying Korean.

I'd like to spend more time reading recreationally.

But it feels like when I do have a spare minute, all I want to do is sleep.

Yawn.

I'm not a machine!

My veins are not made of steel tubes and my muscles aren't soldered together with iron ligaments! I do feel pain, and fatigue; not to mention the effects of alcohol!

Yawn.

I woke up the other morning and noticed that the leaves had really started to change color, and it made me realize how fast time has been going.

I mean, I know that's what everyone says, "Wow, how time flies!"

I suppose this is what getting old feels like.

Remember when you were a kid, when the days stretched to infinity and the seasons dragged and dragged and Christmas or your birthday or the Fourth of July just could never quite get there fast enough? I remember December 26th, the day after Christmas, when the distance to the next year, or even to my next birthday, was eternity times ten.

Back when you never grewup, when you never imagined becoming the yawning, coffee drinking, 23-year-old chained-to-his-desk-dreamer that was so inevitible.

Back when the words "financing your dreams" didn't have any kind of meaning whatsoever.

Back when you played in your sandbox, and when grandpa seemed young, compared to now.

Yawn.

I wonder what it feels like to not have college loans, to not have debt...

I wonder what it feels like to live a life without aspirations, without dreams...