Building Memories

I look back on my life this morning, and realize that it has been quite a trail that I have made thus far. It's strange to see the person I was as a child, as a teenager, and even a few years back. Strange, to see the things that I valued, the things I occupied my time with, the things I deemed important and essential to life, are no longer what is important to me now. At my tender age of 24, not too old, not so young, I sense a change in me; a change that tells me I am growing up. My mind used to race like a pro, never able to be still, now it seems that stillness is what I find myself in more than ever. I used to not look ahead at life, just be in the moment, I thought to myself, live free and and live fast. But I find it so uncanny that I no longer want the fast. I still want to live free, but with respect for the years to come, think about the time I have and where to spend and invest it. There are things I thought I'd never be able to grow out of, or grow old of, and I laugh as I see the stubborness of my youth being proven wrong by the maturity I have acquired.
Everything has an end. I finally realize that truth in my life. Knowing it doesn't scare me, it just makes me realize that each moment that I have is precious, and has always been. Aware now of the limited time I have, it makes me value things more; family, friends, things that I do. Such a strange thing now, but I realize that while I am still somewhat young, when I am an old man, I want to look back and smile more, and so I finally realize just exactly what I am doing.........I am building memories for the years to come, and making them good ones.