Hustler?

The time we have in this life is precious. It is a gift we didn't have to ask for. It is limited. One wrong move, one slip..and that time you think you have is taken in fractions of a second. "Yeah..I got all the time in the world to ______." Fill in the blank. Really? Is anything certain? Maybe in the back of everyone's mind, whether they are conscious of it or not, lingers this thought of own's own mortality. I think that is the root of this idea that "time is money". I'm an observer of people by nature, so I find myself being captivated by the crowds of men and women as they're headed off to work in the morning. Suit, tie, heels, skinny skirt, breifcase, coffee[a lot of coffee], face forward, quickened step. All of them headed to different places of business, most of them with some desire to move forward, all of them with loved ones and memories and a story to tell. But when I see them..their stories almost have a way of blending into one. Money is status, money brings leisure, wealth equals security for the future. Is anything certain? Not in the least bit.