Watching the days go by

Have you ever felt that you've lost time? I don't mean, "Where did the week go?". It's more like, "Where did my life go?".

There are many aspects to this. People, places, jobs, hobbies. They all come and go, all a part of our legacy.

I remember
when I was little and wondered what the future holds for me,
when I was a little older and started forming my own opinions,
when hormones hit and what, at that time, felt like I was falling in love for the first time
when I left home for college and meeting people unlike folks at home
when I came home and found my first 'proper' job
when I was determined to make a career for myself at the hotels
when I moved from having shitloads of money and plenty of 'friends'
when I lost everything, but found my real friends
when I took a switch in career and joined the finance industry
when I quit the bank to pursue my own business with dear friends
when I found love and never had it

There are loads of things I remember, things that mould me, things that change me, things that made me pull my socks up and things that have an everlasting effect.

Everyone has a story to tell and this one is mine. I have lived a poor life, one that I had to struggle to survive in. And I have fought. And I have learnt to let go, learnt that there are somethings that are simply out of reach. I have learnt that no matter how out of reach somethings are, many, in fact, are WITHIN. I just have to reach out and grab.

And so it is, I've had a rollercoaster ride out of the past 25 years, and it's still good for another 25. Happy Birthday to me and everyone else around the world who was born on a 7th June. (Dean Martin baby!).

My sincerest gratitude to everyone I know for the priviledge and honour of having been and being or will be a part of their lives.

The past determines who we have been and shapes us into who we are. Tomorrow's past will be today's present. What we will be ultimately depends on what we do tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow.