I often get frustrated by the frantic pace at which life seems to fly by. Day upon d

ay passes and I don't know where the time has gone; get up, go to school, go to a meeting, go to practice, maybe go to another meeting, go home, eat supper, have some free time, go to bed, get up? It seems as if I'm always looking forward to that time in the future when life changes, but at each new stage it appears further and further away. I often ask myself why I do so much if I don't enjoy it, but it seems that the answer is clear. I feel as though I have to, that it is expected of me. The activities I partake in now will help me to get into a good job, then have a good future, then provide my good children with a good life of their own. Good, good, good. I find everyone is so focused on success and getting ahead that they often don't take the time to enjoy the daily pleasures that life brings. I sometimes find myself sitting on the patio wit

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Approximate Word count = 572
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