Two Thirds to Go

My dad told me today that 1/3 of my life is over. Sadly, I am not 50. (You can laugh if you want to). Seriously though, 1/3 of my life is over, you do the math. It sucks knowing that and motivating at the same time. I need to get my ass in gear. I got a lot of dreams and stuff I'd like to accomplish that I haven't even started. For example, Make some money, be a successful writer, start a family, take tamberine lessons, suicide by cop; just kidding. There is a lot of stuff I want to do, but little time to do it and I need emphasize that to MYSELF. Cuz one of these days it's gonna be too late. I'm sure later on in my life when I'm old and wearing Huggies I'm gonna wish that I would done those things. Why not start now? I had a fortune cookie about two weeks ago and the fortune said, "The Best is yet to Come." God, I fucking hope so.