“I would rather be worn down then rusted.” I heard this phrase a couple days ago from an Indian woman who devoted her life to helping people. This stuck with me and made me think which one applied to me. When you live, you move at your own pace; but are you really doing enough? Is there always more to do, more places to go, more people to meet? How much is enough to satisfy the feeling of not rusting. When do you stop searching? How old should you be when rusting becomes ok. Well let’s just say for me, I consume enough oil and fuel to keep my engine from rusting for many years to come.