Good Evening, all!
We've surpassed Wednesday for the week, which means that I'm only 48 hours away from the top shelf six-pack I have on ice in the refrigerator. There are few things I love more than my end-of-week beers. They're the little pot 'o gold at the end of the rainbow, rewarding me for my aimless pursuit of the rainbow all week.
A very good friend of mine recently mentioned how they check my blog multiple times daily to see if I've posted anything. The resounding answer is typically, 'No', but tonight I figured I'd write, mainly for my buddy.
It got me really thinking about friends, and on a larger scale the people that come and go from our lives. I don't' have any idea how many people I've interacted with in my life. There's no way to know how many handshakes, smiles, held-open doors and flipped middle fingers I've encountered in day-to-day living. Some roles in my life have been so small, while others have been quite a bit larger.
As I've become married and now a commuting business man, time for friends and people is virtually non-existent. Just two weeks ago I saw my best man for the first time in six months, and my other best man just had a second kid, so I'm nearly certain that I'll never hear from him again. There was a time when these people occupied most of my spare time. Now they occupy almost none of it.
That's a part of growing up, though. It's the metamorphosis into manhood, where instead of wasting time with buddies you're required to engage in more rewarding activities like shopping for floor rugs or mowing the yard. I mean, who wouldn't want to do that?
I do, however, appreciate life for what it has become. Ever since I've accepted this new job I have, the hours and minutes have collided into weeks and months, causing time to move at uncomfortable speeds. It's easy to see how life gets away from us all sometimes. We never take the time to appreciate life, because there's just not enough time to do so.
It's not all doom and gloom, though. Each day brings a new door of opportunity, and it's up to each of us to decide whether or not we want to step through. Sometimes that's the hardest part; making the sacrifices to achieve something more meaningful down the line.
Until next time...
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