Time marches on...

Well, I'm feeling a little nostalgic now. I'm looking around campus and watching the new wave of students going through orientation. Oh, that confusing two weeks...moving into a new place, finding classes, meeting instructors, making sure your financial aid went through so you can even register, getting badges, permits, and other whatnot to make sure you're not some ex-con with a sinister plan to take over the Student Government. All this, while navigating your way through this huge, confusing, construction-ridden campus that is UTMB at Galveston. Anyway, seeing all of this made me remember my own journey a year ago, and, well,... I felt a little nostalgic...not that I would necessarily relive it all...don't get me wrong, that was a tough two weeks to get through, but it made me stop and think about life and how quickly it moves on without you even noticing. Sometimes you go so far down the road that by the time you look up, you're in such disbelief, like "did all that really happen?...Am I really this old?...What did I do in all that time?" Time is such a vague and interesting thing to me. Its amazing to me how much people will risk for treasure or material, whether gems, antiquities, power, increased wealth (get-rich-fast), etc.; but how easily we squander away what we can never get back: time, life spent, words said, etc...usually for 'treasure or material'.