I only have one more year in my twenties––I'm nearly an cranky, old man.
Everyone says that the older you get, the more you appreciate the most valuable resource in the world: time. Free time, time for yourself, time doing what you love. You have to spend it all. You can't save it.
Every time I try to save myself some time and get on the water earlier, or save time to create a nice block of time on the water, I never have enough.
If given the gift of an unlimited supply of time, I'd waste it.
I'd waste it away on everything I love that has no practical purpose in my life. Everything that sucks me in.
My entire life would go by in a flash, but it'd also last forever.
Caught in some beautiful paradoxical time loop.
Loving every second.
Sleeping in is a waste of daylight. Do what you love––go fishing.
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