Another Year Gone

New Year's Eve. Another year down the toilet. Already.

It seems the older I get, the faster time flies by. I remember being in the first grade, and it seemed as if it lasted for ten years. By the time I was a senior in high school, that year seemed to last only a few weeks in comparison.

Now, I'm at the age where I'm uncomfortably aware of how many years I've used up and that I most likely have fewer years ahead of me than behind me. I'm not quite at the age where that is a certainty yet, but I'm not too far from that dividing point.

Right now, the best I can do is just not think about it too much, and to simply live life one day at a time.

That's about all anyone can do.