Times have changed let me tell you…actually, they’re always changing. To me, that terrifies me, I can’t imagine my life in the future, with or without certain aspects like my haircut. Recently I was asked how long I’d have my hair in its short cut. But the person asked me how I’d see myself when I was 26. Honestly, I have no idea. I can’t even imagine the outfit I’m going to wear 10 minutes before I get dressed in the morning. My life seems to be all in the moment, and I’ve never been this scared in my life for the future.
Luckily, I am not alone on this. I am a teenager stressing about the future and what will bring me, just as every other teenager does. They all worry about colleges and their love life and making an income that they can afford buying a house/ apartment.
Ironically, we all worry about the future while not understanding that some things take time such as finding the love of your life and getting a letter from the college of your dreams. Whether it’s a packet, email, or manilla folder wrapped in bubble wrap.
Time messes me up, I don’t understand it, how can we have the right sense of time if we aren’t even sure if the world is ending now or in 65,836,862,959,735 seconds away (which is around 2087673.2293168124743 years, shoutout to google for your conversion calculator). I might get famous in 7 years or never at all, or even 80 years after I’m dead.
With every ticking minute, we get a minute closer to death, a minute older and a minute wiser. Oh what a single minute can do. Rob you of your running career by you taking one step and having your foot roll and suddenly, your knee shatters, for good this time. Now you can’t run at all, and your dream of winning a gold medal in the Olympics is over because you can barely walk without being in so much pain you cry out.
Maybe I am going crazy, I’m too young to be thinking these things. The only future I should worry about is the due date of my history project right now. Me stressing about the due date of my history project can effect my entire life. I may be running late to hand it in and end up falling down a flight of stairs and falling into the cement wall in the hall with splattered guts of me all dribbling down onto the ground. Graffic, I know, but I don’t think you’d understand any other way than me going into detail.
No matter where you are, who you are, or what you do, take advantage of your time. Make sure you know what you’re doing with what you have, and if you make a mistake it may impact your life, but time will heal it. It always should. If you plan your future or whip it up as you go, you’ll get somewhere, just know that you will always have a destination somewhere.
Song: Dark Blue – Jack’s Mannequin