Time is just another concept invented by mankind in the attempt to organize everything and comply with the ideology that our days are numbered and moments fleeting. I choose to ignore these notions and instead return to being more animalistic in the sense of ‘living in the now,’ whether death comes tomorrow or in one hundred years.
Sure, maybe I will live to regret this later, but that can be in the far or near future, I obviously don’t care. I will curse my irresponsibility when I wake at the cracks of dawn with the pain of consciousness throbbing in my head.
To future me, I say-
Sugared cereal is worth it- even at 1 AM on a Thursday.