There are a lot of things I want to do that I can't do. There isn't time or there isn't money, these are two precious things that one can never have enough of. I really wish that I had it all, but what is the use of living if not to discover yourself? Life is not all about enjoying, it will taste bitter sometime. It's sweetness is laced with a deadly venom, likely to send you into a fantasy world that doesn't exist. When the bitterness comes, it hits you like a sledgehammer, maybe it will kill you.