Here is life

I lament the past and all the good that once was, especially the friends I used to have, the many possessions and the luxuries of knowledge, privacy, time. But I am trying verily to survive the present.

Oh, the future holds promise, indeed. But that's to be worried about when it comes.

But Today --and really, there is no other day but Today-- I need to get myself up and go.




Side-thought: I've realized that certain people (or friends, if you can call them that) stay with you forever and some do not; whether or not the reason for this is good or bad does not matter. What does, is that we recognize what (and who) we have now. This is of utmost importance.