Blink of an eye

Time

Time is indeed the most powerful and desired thing in everyone's life. People yearn for more time, because they think that by earning more of it, will make their lives easier. 24 hours a day is simply not enough.
But, come to think of it, time is also the most dreadful and easily forgotten thing in life.
Time can pass you by without you even realizing it. By the time you really have opened up your eyes, all you can see are wrinkles and, as the cherry on top, how you have not made use of your time to the utmost. Now, I really know why my father has always asked me to manage my time more wisely. No father wants his child to wake up one day with dissapointments and regrets. Having to be able to manage your time wisely, is as same as being able to take down a beast. Imagine Disney's Beauty&The Beast, when Belle is finally able to cast the Beast off the curse. Time is like the Beast. Being able to manage it, is as same as taming a beast, which in fact is a beauty in disguise.
Time is your best friend, if you learn how to control it. I haven't able to tame it myself, I'm still learning and will always learn until... well, I can't even decide.

A few days ago, I realized something. How time has passed as fast as a blink of an eye. Everyone moves on, everyone is writing a new chapter of their lives' novels. And, how I feel amused, that because of being completely occupied for the last couple of months lately, has made me completely left behind. From my friends, and everything. The moment I started to catch up, the moment I realized how their lives has passed by without me in it. Because I'm too busy with myself. Come to think of it, it's my consequences. Everything has its phases, and this is the time for me to take care of myself. And, only myself.
It doesn't mean I don't care about what's out there that happen around my friends' lives, it's just, I have set my priorities. I've made mistakes before, for thinking about others too much, that I was all broken and shattered inside, being left out in my own self, being left behind in my own self. That's even worse. Not going back there again.
I love my friends, I love them, really. But, I know, they'll understand. I know they love me too. I believe they're thinking the same thing. It's time for us to make up ourselves. Make ourselves better. And after then, let's get reunited and see how each and everyone of us has grown into someone that's somewhat amazing.

Time will tell.