I often wonder where I want to end up in twenty years.
When i was younger I'd fantasize about philosophical victories, understanding the world better than most, understanding myself, and achieving great things in both life and relationships.
I spent so much time dreaming, that, unfortunately, life drove right by, and by the time I came to, I realized I hadn't built any skills in both my self and in craft.
I feel ashamed of the life I've lived and the person I've become, but I realize have to leap out into the world regardless of my insecurities and limitations, and although I have to learn what most have already learned, I have to take that first step forward, or I might become something worse.
times running out, and I don't want build any more regrets.