i remember that when i was about 16 though, me and andy were in an arcade, and he was talking to the guy who worked there about plans for life. I remember listening in, cause it’s always a bit of a rarity to hear people talking about dreams as they get older.. 27, at 27 i’d get married, and have babies maybe by 29, retire by 50 or something. The guy who he’d been speaking to was well on his way at 29 already. Then time passes and you realize afterwards you’d somewhat followed the plans unknowingly. You wonder where your half life is, and what has changed about the things you want to accomplish. You remember a good friend who never had a chance to accomplish anything, who didn’t know he was halfway through where he’d be at 16. Wonder about keeping that drive at your age, when the things you’ve been waiting for have been getting smaller, yet further away. Does it all come to a head that year when you realize you’ve been waiting all year for january to roll around so you could get a nice big fat income tax return? Counting down the days to the weekend constantly? You don’t know really, its hard to think that time has been wasted when you don’t know how much you have left.

When they asked people once, if they wanted to know the time and the date, they resoundingly said no. Was it because you’d be crushed under the weight of knowing and just give up towards working toward anything?

I found it easier to accomplish anything should you have that arbitrary date. that the stopwatch that ad been running up since before you were watching it consciously were to be stopped by your own hands. It made it way easier to run the race always keeping pace. You just had to stick to the plan.