There seems to be so little time to do all that I want but at the same time too much time waiting for things to happen. I can't wait for MY life to start. But, life has a habit of getting in the way.
"Your memory is a monster; you forget, it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you, and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you."
