Real Life.
Saturday, September 26, 2009 6:50 PM
I want to grow up and go to college.
I want to grow up and get a job.
I want to grow up and get married.
I want to grow up and have kids.
I want to do this, I want to do that.
Well, what if we never even live long enough to see that day?
I was thinking today, accidents happen, all the time really, maybe not to you, but definitely to the people around you.
When you're happy someone out there is hurting, they may even be sitting right next to you in math class, or chem, or wherever else you go.
We need to reach out to those people and really pay attention to what's going on around us.
While I am thinking about what I'm going to wear today, somebody somewhere else in the world could be thinking that their life is miserable, and as of today they want to end it.
I just realized I spend way too much time on a lot of things that don't truly matter.
People say all the time, "Cherish your life," or "Live your life to the fullest."
I mean has anybody really thought about it?
I or anybody could die today, tomorrow, a week from now, or a month from now.
I myself always said my life is going to go by so slow, I can't wait to be this or I can't wait to do that.
But realized that I could end up not being to do any of those things and my life is going to pass me by really fast.
So instead of always looking forward and hoping to be this or that, I want to just become who I've always wanted to be right now.
I spend too much time seeing the future, and what I hope to see in myself someday, why not prove I can do it today?
Why not go crazy right now?
Why not tell the people I love that I love them right now?
Why not go out and just have fun right now?
Why not reach out to somebody, anybody right now?
Why not check up on people or family right now?
You may not get a chance to do that again.
The questions and things we say should not be:
Someday I want to be _______.
But instead:
I am going to be __________ right now.
Filling in that blank is up to you.
"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."