keep it short, keep it simple

I figured I might as well update since I don't want to finish my essay.
I'm stickin' to the title, so here goes.

Sometimes I look out the window when I don't want to worry or stress about the crap that the world throws at me, and I stare at the sky. I'm either starting to sound really high or epicly lame. Oh well. But I seriously do look at the sky and think to myself, "Does the hectic life that I live ever end? Does it ever end so that I can do this and not have to worry about something the minute I stop?" Almost everyone I know says, "I don't have time." when it comes to indulging in some things. I indulge. I watch tv. I watch sports. I listen to music. I read. I write. I play guitar. I procrastinate. "I make time." It's exactly what I do when I look out at the sky. I'm making time. I just wish there would come a time where all the worries in the world would just take a vacation.

Here I am, making time.