11 Nov 08

Not far till the end of the year...and what has a man achieved when all is said and done? It seems as a man grows older, his life flashes before him faster and faster like a speeding bullet. The glory of his youth is behind him and when he tries to capture the fire of his younger dreams...they have often turned to ashes...cold and gray where once they were filled with light and hope and faith.

Anyway...enough of nostalgia...it serves no purpose. One can only focus on the future and what is happening tomorrow. And as for tomorrow...it is what it is. Tomorrow. A distant land in the future.

Thought for the day...So we beat on...boats against the current...borne back ceaselessly into the past.