It always occurs weird to me that I would be clear-headed enough to write something coherent at this hour at night. It pains me to know that I haven't been here for awhile, because work just keeps on piling up and I am forever chasing deadlines and trying to stay ahead. Amidst all that, I neglected this part of my life that was so important (still is; but hey, I'm making an effort). I'm not afraid to admit it's all due to a little procrastination and poor time management. I could find time if I wanted to.
The last I checked, too many people are awake a this odd hour. I'm sitting here, plugged into my music, and here my roomie is, telling me he will be up till 5 or 6 am to finish up his essay. I am not gonna question his competency at that, but I just can't help but wonder, are teenage minds really that formidable? Youth, energy, and consequently late nights, will slowly fade away as we abuse the very gift of vigour. We find that we need more time for more things, but are we really rushing it through? Or does this always happening to generations and generations of people who age too fast because they do too much and live too little?
Too many questions for a late night.
