What happens when we don't have enough time, yet time is all we have? That probably confused a few of you....But really... what happens when we don't have enough time.... yet that's all we really have?

Let me explain.

Think about it—life is short. In reality, we may live an average of 75-85 years, but most of those years are spent working, building a life and finding ourselves in this crazy, huge world. On the other hand, none of those things have to be done. The way I see it, time is the only definite thing. It continues on no matter where you are in life. It's the only constant among the hustle and bustle in today's society. We're wired to grow up, go to school and get a job, but that doesn't have to be done. Now, legally, yes we have to go to school and pay taxes and feed our families. But all things considered, you don't have to go to college and get a degree just to settle into a mediocre job with an average pay rate. If time is on your side, you can do anything you want to.

As a child, my family traveled a lot. My dad felt that traveling was a necessary part of life, and a great learning experience for any kid. At the time, I thought he was crazy, and I hated riding in the car for hours on end, but now I'm eternally grateful for the many sights and places I was able to see. I learned more about the world by visually seeing and participating in events than I ever did by sitting in my history classes over the years. I was able to retain memories from my experiences and save mementos from all of my trips. I learned Spanish and was able to communicate with locals when I visited Costa Rica. I was able to visit California and come face-to-face with a seal that was casually hanging out under a bridge (we don't have those in Florida). I was able to share once-in-a-lifetime experiences with my family—we each have our own memories that we bring up at dinner now, 10 years later. And this was all because time was on my side.

I look back on all of those memories and they stand out to me. I look back on the times I spent in school and those are irrelevant. I had a routine (a boring one at that), and I did the same thing every day. I didn't feel like I was living because I wasn't doing things that I enjoyed. I have a firm belief that life is about enjoying the experiences and small things, and who's going to look back on their life and remember every single day they went and sat in a classroom for eight hours? (The answer is no one.) I strongly believe that time is on your side if you're willing to make the most of it. You just have to be careful that you don't let it fly by before it's too late.