Time

"Time is very slow for those who wait,

very fast for those who are scared,

very long for those who lament,

very short for those who celebrate.

But, for those who love, time is eternity."

(William Shakespeare)

Received an email containing the above excerpt. And it makes me contemplate.

I belong the the group who think time is moving very fast. I guess that means I'm scared.

I'm scared of the uncertainties I'm about to face as my life goes on.

I'm scared of getting what I don't deserve.

Heck, I'm even scared of the fact that I don't deserve what I want.

I'm scared that I'm not good enough.

I'm scared of the fact that I'm too scared commit mistakes.

I'm scared that I have been doing the wrong thing.

I'm scared that I have been making the wrong decisions.

I'm scared that my personality and my outlook towards life will make me an introvert, making me living in forever loneliness.

I'm scared that I actually over-think and put myself into misery, when I'm actually leading an OK life.

I'm so scared that I wish time will move a bit slowly, so that I have the time to change myself into a more 'ideal' person, before everything is too late.

But time won't slow down.

I guess that means I have to change the way I think, feel and see things. If not, I will forever live in fear, doubts, loneliness and sadness.

FML.