Don;t get me wrong, I am glad to be "still". Still being, being alive, is a good thing. Waking up in the morning, is a good thing. Considering the alternative, well, as they say, we'll be dead a long time. Even if we make it to heaven, we will still be dead, at least to this life.
And that is why I am given pause to stop and think that tomorrow being Friday, what does it mean? What have I accomplished? Should I have done more? Should I have something to show for the time spent? Do we really "spend" time? Really, now is all there is.
And so I ponder this as I go to bed on yet another Thursday night. And think to myself, tomorrow being Friday, perhaps I should get busy.