Does time even exist? If you really think about it, has time always been here or is it something we just made up and kept going along with it? To me I honestly don’t know what it is anymore, because now all time is to us is how fast we decide to grow up and get our act together. Everyone in our lives wants us to do our best in life, but yet when we try our best, it isn’t the best we could do in some people’s eyes. There is always something taking a toll on us. That something being called “time”.  There are always deadlines we have to meet in life, whether it’s an assignment for class or having to pay the utilities on your house so nothing gets shut off. No matter what you do in life, time will always be there watching over your shoulder. Almost as if time has control over everything you do in life. In a way it kind of does but it’s never a good feeling, well in my opinion. In today’s world it’s just a matter of time on how fast we grow up. 

The only downside to it is, when you have a good life with a good family you grow up as time goes on and you get to process things as they happen but when you don’t really have the “good life” and you have siblings or just anyone you have to watch over, you are forced to grow up faster than what you would like in order to help provide for those in need for your family. I wouldn’t say I have a bad life, but I also wouldn’t say I have a good life either – I’m really just in the middle of those two categories. Who really has a good life or perfect way anyway? 

For me time is just something we made up and carried on with life believing the words of those who came up with the concept of time. Yes time is a big deal to everyone, but at the same time it really isn’t, because the people who try their best succeed in life but those who don’t put in as much effort also have a chance at succeeding in life just on their own timeframe and on how fast they like to do things. It’s just time.