You never appreciate, just how precious it is, until, there’s, NOT enough time left. Until, there’s, NOT enough time left, you won’t come to appreciate what it is, that you’re supposed to, appreciate in your lives.
And, those moments from start to finish, how much of it, did you, squander away? Until, there’s not enough time left, but, there isn’t, enough time left, death will come for you, any second now, as you lay dying, there, all alone, on that, desolate island of yours, the one you’d, lived on, your whole life.
Until there’s not enough time left, you won’t know, what it is, you’re, suppose to learn about loss, and, even if, you’re, a quick-study, it’ll be, too late, for you to share what you’d learned in this life, with someone else, to make a tiny difference, in someone else’s life.
Until there’s not enough time left, you’ll never live, and, by the time there’s, NOT enough time, you’d already, be, D-E-A-D…and that would be, the paradox called: L-I-F-E………
Life, the Obstacle Course 