Staring at the clock upon the wall I become increasingly aware of the moments that pass by and the seconds that tick away. Is what I'm saying even relevant? Does it matter enough to take up this piece of my life? I worry that we waste our time. When was the last time you said exactly what was in your heart? When the sand in the hourglass runs out, are you going to be happy with the way you spent those grains of sand? Can you pick out the moments that mattered or does it all just run together in a blur of mediocrity and meaningless babble?
People can be so close with a dollar and so frugal with effort, yet spend moments like they're nothing. Your life counts. Your moments matter. Don't leave the earth with your song unsung.
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