If there was one thing I could change about my life, it would be the number of hours in a day. There seems to be so many things to do, and so little time to get them accomplished. Granted, if there were more hours in the day, I’d be more tired, but I’d be less stressed, and that is a compromise I can live with. There are an infinite number of things I want to try before my time comes, and there is a finite amount of time to do those infinite things, and there I am presented with a paradox. There are such few infinite things in this universe. Maybe life would be better if we just basked in those infinite things like love and hope, and stopped worrying ourselves.
Finite and Infinite
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are you sure they are infinite?
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elaborate?