Still not a writer... trying to write.

“Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today!” How often do we take life for granted before we touch the ground and start all over again?  Quite often… a lot actually.  The warmth pumping through our veins is what drives us after all. We keep chasing for the dam warmth, leaving behind a long line of decisions while collecting experiences (sometimes even growth) on our way.   Some days we are our impulses and do what feels right in the moment, most days we shut it all out. We aren’t what we are by birth, we are what we are by choices - warm and patient, confused and yearning, cold and angry or worse, hurt and indifferent; it’s familiar, it's comforting. In fact, living in the moment isn’t a bad thing at all, chasing comfort isn’t a bad thing either, neither is giving into impulses. So, how can something that sounds and feels right in the moment, come with a price? Loss of time, regrets and what ifs - more often than not they are expensive and heavy; maybe even heavier than a 30 year mor