It's crazy how time flies. I started a new journal the day I left the rock and flew out to California. It's been almost two years since then, and I love looking back at my entries and reading about where I was one year ago. It's one of those things that motivates my future oriented mindset. I love how with time comes change and growth. Time brings new seasons, new people and opportunities. It brings new loves and new heartbreaks. It brings healing and second chances. It's the constant glimmer of "freaking go for it" at the end of the tunnel. Time whispers forgiveness and redemption. While time might not heal all, I definitely believe that it leads us to forgiveness and hope and new love. That's why I love time and the sort of romantic idea of it. Time just happens, whether we're ready to move on or not. It keeps the pages of our lives constantly turning--new chapters constantly beginning. So may time fly, but may I live presently within it.