Getting one of those bouts of wistful yearning for the past again.

Soccer and LAN with Ivan, band, school...so many wonderful things, so carefree, and time seemed to have passed in such a way as I could actually stop and look at things for what they were : enjoyable.

All that turned into this drab excuse for a life, years in which time as accelerated considerably so much so that everyday seems to have become insignificant, a fleeting moment compared to the deeper chapters they would have been in my earlier books.

cherish what you have, for if you falter, you will burn. this I promise you.