In all of life, one...of the...greatest...moments...is time.
When one is young, time does not exist. When one ages, time seems to speed up. And when one finally realizes that time is slipping away, one may already be old.
Old is not in the sense of years, but in the memories of yesterday lost. Old in the sense of that missed opportunity; that moment in time when a memory could have been made.
Time is only a memory, yet a memory lasts a lifetime; together they are beautiful.
Go make a memory today--it only takes a moment.
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