I have never been able to keep up with a diary. Possibly this is because my day to day life is not worthy of reading, in all honesty. I am just like any other working joe out there, hell bent on making a living and a name for myself. I want more. That seems to be my problem. I want more, so fast that reality can't even catch up. Just like a woman, though.I have been the person that makes conversations end if they are about the end of the world. Firstly, the thought of us all dying is quite an overload and is too heavy of a topic to tread lightly upon. Secondly, we are now in the year 2012. This is the year that our generation has dubbed our last based on things that are not proven to be legitimate.
Now, I will give that even as a skeptic, it does get my brain stirring. If this is our last year to live, then this is our last year to LIVE.
I want to make 2012 a year to tell about, if we make it into 2013. Asteroids, Mayan calendars, drunk drivers, gunshots, terminal illness, spontaneous combustion, what have you. We all have a year to live. This is my mindset. I am your doctor, and I have given you a year to live. Do your best to make it count.
From now until the day the year ends or we die, I will write about my quest to do what people are always preaching: Make every day count.
At 5:00 p.m. today, I have already taken my first step. Spreading the word that it is paramount that we each do this for ourselves. We could have another 80 years left in us. We could also not have another. Take head, friends! It is our life! We are our shepherd. Lead yourself to where you want to be.
