Limitless.

I just realized how much I hate expiration dates. I hate time limits. Anything that restricts my full freedom to be content in the now without thinking about the later. Why can't everything we go through in life be gone through without having to worry about its end? It makes it sad almost. To know something is coming near to its end, which makes it harder to fully cease the moment. What I would give to just be limitless. If there's an end, I don't want to know about it. If there are limits, I want the freedom to push it to its farthest extent. If there are boundaries, I want to figure them out for myself. Must everything have an understood end? Doesn't that just take away from the uncertain beauty of life? Or does it save ourselves from the inevitable woes we'll eventually go through anyway?