There is something that really pulls you when you let it take a hold of you. You can't stop thinking about it, it is just something you have to do. Is it lust? Is it longing? Is it a way to be free from all expectations and developments of the future. What is happening in your world? Is it full of Love? Is it full of Hate? Are you counting on the mistakes to lead you through the day or are your eyes filled with tears of gratitude and absolute grace? Time is ticking away, it is gone each day. You grow a bit older until you are completely gone. It doesn't matter what you accomplish, it does not matter what you did but rather how you did it. How well did you love yourself? How well did you love this life you have been given?