Everything seems to pass us by one way or the other but what makes a difference is the things we try to grab on to even if it's for an instant because the reward is much greater then just letting it pass by. I never thought I was on to let things pass me by but getting past the thirty mark has dulled me in ways I never thought possible. It's kind of sad if you think about I mean there used to be nothing that would get past me well not for long any way. Still I stand on the precipice just waiting for a sign to make this decision. When did the great Kakashi Hatake wait for something to happen? When did I stop taking leaps? When did I become this dull person? I don't know but I do know I don't like it.
