Don’t you worry, there’s still time.

Time. It goes by so quickly. Before you know it death is knocking at your door. What do you do with your time? What you do with it makes you who you are. Time is valuable. You have to find something that makes you happy. It is never too late to accomplish a dream or to set a goal. There are always set backs, but it’s how you move forward that shows who you are. You’re either in it to win it or set to fail it.

I plan on winning. There is still time. 

Live in this moment now. Enjoy it. Soak it up. Be happy. These are things I tell myself each day and sometimes I forget it, so I need to write it down. I had this dream where I was alone in a cemetery. I was laying there. I was watching time go by. The clouds. The wind. The trees changing. I am not too sure what the dream really meant but I took it like this: Dustin. You’re standing still, you’re not changing. You’re not moving forward. 

It’s like I was watching nothing happen but time. I think I hold back. When did I start holding back? Why did I start? I guess I am fearing the unknown. I am fearing rejection. I am fearing loss and heart break. I guess I will never continue to grow unless I put my foot forward and run. There is always that chance that I will be sad, cry, and heart broken… but there is also a great chance that I will be loved. That I will love. That life will bring me time with someone amazing. Even if it is for a few months. I should roll with the punches and enjoy the time. I shouldn’t fear the possibilities, I should embrace them. Fully. I am 100%. Right?

Time is a funny thing. All week I was sitting in my new position at work enjoying it. The change is exactly what I needed. I am shining. This fits me so well. I’m learning. I’m growing. Time went by so fast. Too fast? I’ve got Monday morning. Who knew I’d look forward to that? I car pooled with Eddie and I enjoyed it. Riding to and from work with your best friend is pretty great. He drove home each night and I appreciated that… just sitting there enjoying the windows being down and the music being loud and my best friend next to me. It was perfect.

On the flip side distance and time is heart wrenching. I am a week away from flying to Vegas. This time is moving so slow. I’ve gone days without seeing Jarrod. I guess that time is slow, too. Waiting for his return from his Birthday vacation. Can’t wait to meet up and give him a hug. Time moves slowly.

Time moves slowly when you want something bad. It feels like when you’re reaching for a dream or goal time moves slower than the turn of Earth. Then those moments where you are completely happy and content, those moments fly by.

Funny how time is.