12th June 2006 Monday

Life is a long process of waiting for a thing after another. We wait to get out of the hospital when we were born. We wait to get of age to attend school. We wait to graduate. We wait to start work. We wait for retirement. We wait for the leisure days of lazing around at home. We wait for death. So is life all about waiting for death? Or maybe there might just be something else after death that is worth waiting for. Or is life not only about waiting for what transcends at the end? Or is life about what we leave on Earth to commemorate our short stay on this Earth? Or is life about something else? Something that no one has yet to apprehend. Something that is far worth it than anyone on Earth knows. Something that is worth our wait.

Time moves on and being limitless as time is, we know that whatever we are waiting for arrives eventually, whether we want it to or not. In a space of eternity, all dreams get fulfilled, every event that we are waiting for arrives, everyone leaves everyone in the end, death transcends at the end of life. If so, is there any point in rushing through the wait? Or perhaps there is simply no meaning in the term - "wait".

Without you, time holds no meaning to me. Everyday is the same to me. Everyday is yet another day. Everyday is a day without you.