Sometimes I think it is time, time to radiate my essence; but I feel like I stop before the gun goes off. I stop because I feel like I might never make it to the finish line. Might, that’s right might. What a horrible way to live, being afraid of what might happen. I’m going to start doing things because I am in control of what I do, I’m not going to let something that may or may not happen get in my way; it is such a tragic way to live in fear of something that may not even have been to begin with. The more experiences that come my way, the more I am shaped - not only as a human being in flesh, but as a human being with a soul.
-Hypotheses