It's human nature to begin a task and then, with the necessary tools and portion of time, to complete it. This pattern of time is never going to end, we live one life in one body, and are thrown into a racetrack that expects a high speed and interminable milage. This race isn't straight either, no we are thrown obstacles to jump through, scares to heal from, and several curves that are too hard for any to approach - but time keeps going.
I've completed my first year of college and although one year doesn't seem all too impressive, it's the fact that the year is already over that stuns me. When going back to my hometown, what do I tell them a