life; Imagine it from the perspective of a child.
Imagine that you are happily playing outside in the late summer afternoon. It's hot. The streetlights aren't quite on, but getting close. Down the street the neighbor is mowing the grass and the smell of two-stroke exhaust and new-cut lawn fills the air.
Night (and all its mystery and magic) is coming swiftly on, but you and your pals are having a great game of football. The ball is perfect. Your laces are tied up tight and everything feels great. Your Mom comes out the door and says, "you have 10 minutes until you have to come in for dinner."
Do you stop playing and fret until dinner? Or, do you play harder... to make the most you can out of those ten minutes... and secretly hope that maybe Mom will forget to call you for just a little longer?
