The weeks become months, the months become years, the years become memories. Where does the time go? Nowhere! Time is static. It doesn't lead us; we lead it. This may sound like an academic argument, but it is important to make the distinction. You are the one who is doing the moving. You are not a passenger, you are a driver. Don't feel as if you are being carried into the stuff of life unwillingly. It is your path, down which to stride with pride.
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