If there is one thing you should know, it is your time will come. When I was younger, I saw my life as a line drawn with a pen against a ruler. Up, up, up I went; nothing would stand in my way: I would grow, go to school, become president, marry, have children, and live a life filled with sweet ecstasy and Kodak moments.
But life is not a straight line, nor is it a steady incline. Vertical limits are reached after the steepest of climbs exhausted, broken, and sometimes barely alive. Unfortunately, no one, no one that I know, wants to cover the distance between here and there. We all want to magically appear at the destination, forgoing the journey, I do.