in a day

time seems to have sped up.
my life is flying past me.
yesterday, i was born.
today, i live.
tomorrow, i die.
how will i make the most out of today?
will i be ready for death?

it is easy to make long lists of lofty ambitions and hopeful goals
to read all of the works of oscar wilde, shakespeare, camus, borges, may sarton, mark twain
oh what an endless list of authors i could write
write more letters
study the Bible
journal
paint
draw
walk
kiss
climb trees
laugh
watch films
daydream
take naps
call my grandma
learn how to sew, to quilt, to weave
become fluent in spanish

i could add to this list.
every day cannot contain every goal.
patience is required.
time must be budgeted. priortized.
quiet reflection allows for a greater appreciation.