Nearly over
One cannot live a year and fail to change. The passage of
time induces change and forces us to melt and grow in to shapes we once were
not. Over the past year, I have failed and succeeded too often to count in ways
to trivial to list. I took risks and made mistakes that were not so much risks
or mistakes as they were lessons in living. With these lessons I will endeavor
for a better future in which I succeed in my failures and avoid mistaking my
risks for something other than living. For living, in itself, is the greatest
risk of all and in the gamble of life we all must pay out eventually; the house
always wins, death always comes. Some might call the sobering fact of death a
depressing one but I think of it as enlightening. My future is my own, time to
be spent as I please, never to be wasted always to be savored since once its
gone, no amount chasing the green light at the end of the dock will ever bring
it back. I hope to live up to this ideal mentality over the summer. Ill most
likely wake up to swim at 6 in the morning, work on my mentoring project, hang
out with my friends, and begrudgingly spend time with my family in true
adolescent fashion. I plan for my summer to be boring beyond compare filled
with banal boring dog days in the hopes that my actual summer will surpass my
expectations. Always plan for the worst but hope for the best. As for my senior
year, I have no doubt that it will be legen, wait for it, dairy as Neil Patrick
Harris would say. Not in any particular sense though, since my junior year is
supposed to be the hell before the calm I can only see a senior year filled
with merriment and challenge.
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