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<\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\nTime.<\/strong><\/em> A concept that\u2019s been weighing on my mind lately. I\u2019ve forever been obsessed with fantastical creatures \u2013 vampires and werewolves and warlocks \u2013 a collection of beings who do not age, or die, or sleep. And perhaps now, in light of my friend\u2019s passing, I understand myself a little better. Our twilights are limited in number. Perhaps the true fantasy is having all the time in the world \u2013 an eternity to make my mark. <\/p>\n\n\n\n My friend\u2019s death has made me acutely aware of how quickly time slips through our fingers. How abruptly it can be stolen, snipped and tied by giant Fate wielded scissors. And I worry. What if I don\u2019t have enough time to do all the wondrous and incredible things I was made to do in this life? What if I want lazy Thursday nights with my husband where we drink too much wine and watch dumb TV AND want to finish writing that novel AND read all those books AND teach yoga AND have a fulfilling career in business AND friends and travel and magic and astrology and dancing and Netflix and tarot and horses and parties and boats and fitness and meditation and cake and \u2013 there\u2019s so much life to be lived. So much to be experienced. And we only have so much time. <\/p>\n\n\n\n We lost Chadwick Boseman on Friday. Another snip of those scissors. A friend sent me something he once said: <\/p>\n\n\n\n The clock is ticking for each and every one of us. The only true constant, the single indisputable fact of the universe: we will all die. And perhaps that is the point. Perhaps, if we had all the time in the world, if our clocks were not ticking, we wouldn\u2019t be so frantic to fill every minute to bursting with as much joy and friendship and love as we can. 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