i was sitting at work the other day doing my thing when i began to think of what was going in my life. It has been, already , a long week with projects that need tending to and people who need looking after and this and that. My social life is on pause as far as dating is concerned because i am more concerned with balance my check book and making sure my living expense are balanced and taken care of. i also am looking toward finishing several other personal projects that will chew up tons of time. When i get home I'm eating on the way to the bed. Then its up and at'em again for another round. Well the other day i was at the moment of calm i remembered myself in school looking out the window of my class wondering about the future. I remember actually laughing at myself wondering how was i going to pay bills, own and drive a car, have my own place and not depend on my parents for the simple things which includes just saying everything's going to be alright. It was weird to realize that I'm an adult. that i am the sir i hear teenagers refer to. that i have responsibilities and i am doing everything that i saw my father do and my mother do. then i said, what the fuck?! I'm not an astronaut.
*sings* Time keeps on slippin slippin slippin.......into the future!!!!! Time runs on down it ya'll.......... *goes to look for my Space Jam soundtrack* It's good to see that I'm not the only one who feels like time is running away from them at a faster rate all the time.