I was sat wondering, pondering honestly how much time we have of our lives, time that we can attribute purely to ourselves. It is a very precious few moments that remain entirely ours, a precious few that we rarely take advantage of. So with my few precious moments, what would I do? What would really make me happy, what would be time well spent, to know I had used those seconds to the best I can, so few as they are. Ahh, but there we stumble nay? What would make us truly happy, not the superficial happiness that we often cloud as tangible, but the real kind.

I guess my dilema remains, what in this world would make me happy. What brings a true smile to my lips when I spend my most valuable commodity partaking? The most curoius thing of all, I spent so long in pondering, I frittered my moments away while I thought about what to do.

Irony, no?