When did life become such a whirlwind affair? Just as things feel secure it is time to pick up and go again. It is total by life choice and ever exciting; however, do is it add an unending anxiety? Do things ever work out according to plan or is it my duty to have to always take the long way to a solution? If things were simple they by far would not be the story of my life.
Where is home? What is home? Is it a place or a feeling? With constant movement over the past year it feels like a nomadic life. Knowing I have people in places is reassuring Nevertheless, it does contain a moment of realization when you stopped caring for the significantly close bonds because you know they are elsewhere. Would it be easier to create them? Is it pointless when the knowledge you are leaving in just a short while?
Do you realize how much precious time is simply wasted in a day? An hour of transportation there, 30 minutes of idle laziness there, 45 minutes watching mindless television...before it can be realized a day is completed. What has be truly accomplished? How can it be it can take me as long to go from class to my apartment in a day as it did to drive home from college in undergraduate; however, it seems like nothing now? How did we change to not being bothered to waste time. Are we wasting life away? Should we be doing something bigger?
Which life am I biding time away at? Sometimes it feels after I sit in one chapter of my life twiddling my thumbs waiting for the next chapter. As if the time spent now is just filler until the next part. That should not be a way to live life. Why is it that the mind forces you to always want more and want different? When do we become satisfied? When do we feel complete? How do we know what we are looking for? When do you feel like you have reached the finished line and can just sit back and enjoy the glory? Furthermore, when do you stop looking at others and wondering how they do not want more? It is not jealous, it is a misunderstanding. In my mind it is hard to understand how people can be satisfied settling for what their life is...not striving to do more. Do not all people have that hunger, that thirst, that need for more?
The world seems full of possibilities. Continually forcing a list into my head of things I need to see, do, become. Is the list too large? Is it possible to be anything like are parents once told us? Do we at some point have to settle and stop searching? How can people at my age feel like it is time to already give up and assume that is all there is? If only I knew how to shut my mind off and settle for just being; yet I do not think that would make me happy. Dreaming of possibilities and the future makes each day exciting. I want to leave an impact on the world.
"Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So, love the people who treat you right and forget about the ones who don't. And believe that everything happens for a reason...if you get a chance-take it; if it changes your life-let it. Nobody said that it would be easy...They just promised it would be worth it."
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