I had the past few days off. As i prepare to go back to work, I can’t help but feel as if I didn’t spend my time wisely. I stayed at home, watched T.V., listened to music, surfed the internet and hung out with some friends. This seems like a pretty typical thing to do, and it is for that reason that I feel unsatisfied. I feel like I need to be creating something with my time. Something that I can look back on at the end of day and be proud of. A perpetual, sustaining sense of sustenance.
By creating something form is given to eternity.