Reality Check

Funny that I am reminded of my mortality every so often by the jarring statements my body makes. Admittedly, I tend to overdo it sometimes...never realizing that this poor vessel has weathered the wear and tear of time quite admirably. But now, the years of neglect and abuse may have taken their toll.
Don't get me wrong, I have stayed away from the usual bodily contaminants of cigarettes and alcohol for the simple reason that I have allergies. But it doesn't mean I don't have my own set of vices like Coke, a fondness for grilled meat, and late nights. Add to that the unavoidable lifestyle factors of stress, lack of exercise, and a constantly busy, if not hectic, schedule.
Forced to take it easy because of another bout with illness, I took stock of my life. Indeed, I am in the last days of my 30s. Looking back, I had a good run, if I must say so. But there is still so much I could've done..The biological clock is still loudly clanging, quite grandfatherly-like in fact...and I now look fondly at my friends' kids, musing that childcare couldn't be any worse than taking care of a couple of pets. I've survived quite a few naughty puppies after all...
(I may not look it..but I think I would make a great parent. You don't believe me? Ask my numerous nephews and nieces..they all learned a lot from me because I never gave them any b..sh. t. Look at my pet dogs too...they all have personalities and are extremely well-trained).
But the days are swiflty passing...we never really know what's going to come tomorrow. What matters is today and how we live it. Remember, it's the things that we haven't done that we feel regret for...not what we have actually done. Those things, good or bad, we can eventually learn to live with.