My Life, A Cocktail

Every waking moment, you have a choice. Of minimizing regret. We hardly think of the present in such a way, as a way of impacting our future, our children's future. We have somehow successfully disillusioned ourselves and have come to believe that the key decisions we make in life are thoroughly vetted, talked through and rationalized at important phases of our lives. By compartmentalizing thus, we fail to realize that it is these very passing moments that accumulate to become our life. What we do here and now is something we will either be proud of down the line, or something we will regret. It's like that game where your only choice is to play as the timer ticks on, without a pause button. So how will YOU spend this moment?

I am bored, and frustrated. The only thing I have been doing to pass time is to watch time pass. It’s Friday night, there is a lot of look forward to. But a certain amount of time has to pass, it has to be lived, whether you like it or not, whether you want it or not, to get to that moment of ecstasy when my phone will ring, and hubby will say “I am here!”. Oh time, dear time, will you not rush tonight?