I am plagued by this sense that time is running out.  Did you ever hear of someone on their death bed saying, "I wish I'd spent more time on the computer"?  Probably not.  Why then, do we waste what precious time we have?  I think about this a lot.  Probably more time wasting. 

As I've gotten older, I've become aware of things that run deep in me and rule a lot of my behavior. Top two?  When am I going to stop caring what other people think of me and how I look?