The beginning of the end

I sort of had a "revelation" the other day. I turned 28 at the beginning of February and honestly, I'm surprised that here I am, almost hitting 30 years old. But then I realized that before I know it, another 28 years is going to go by and I'll be close to 60. Where does time go...honestly, I would love to know. But I guess if we all knew, we would all run and gather back all of the time that we've lost so that we could continue on our journey's...but that is not how it is. Eventually, for every single person on this Earth, our time will run out and there will be no more years, months, days, or even minutes left. It will just be our time to leave. This got me thinking. I've heard a whole bunch of sayings and even songs speaking of "Live Like You Were Dying" which I've always thought was a good ideal...but I never really actually THOUGHT about it. So many times, we take for granted the life that has been given to us and the time that we have. So many times we're focused on what was or what will, that we don't ever focus on what is. Well, I'm making a change on that. From this day forward, I will be counting up to my death. Morbid...sort of, but I have made a promise to myself that everyday, I'm going to live it as though it just might be my last. I might just get to Day 10...maybe Day 100...Day 1,000...or maybe even make it to Day 20,000. Who knows?