There are a million and one things I could write about. I meant to write sooner but life has its way of keeping me busy. I wrote so little in 2012 but I know that some of those things hold true even now.
Anyway, I've been keeping busy and I like it that way. But with Christmas out of the way and it's already March, I'm wondering if I'll ever have the time to finish all the Christmas projects I want to finish. I wonder whether I'll ever get to read all the books I want to or learn all the things I want to learn, see all the things I want to see and do all the things I want to do.
Part of me also wonders how long will it be before indifference sets in; my endurance waivers and my patience disppears, not just in those things but in life. I know I can never be indifferent, I'll always endure what I can and I'll always manage to find patience. Why? Because I can. It's my life. As long as I'm in control, living life on my terms, I'll always carry on.
I have a lifetime to do all the things I want and I'll do as many as I can, taking each day at a time.
