It's that time of the year again.
I'm getting kind of melancholic and nostalgic as I look back on my quarter year. I expect that I'm a third of the way done with my life now. I really don't expect to live to the triple digits.
It's a strange thought, thinking about how so much of my life has already passed me by.
I got sick over break, and I remember lying on that green couch at home, thinking to myself that I am a collection of my experiences. I am a product of these things I have gone through.
Recently Little Miss Sunshine has been on television. There is a scene, they are talking about suffering. How the suffering years in your life are the best. The ones where you learn the most. The other ones, where you have it easy. Those are years wasted.
I wonder if it's true.
1 comment:
dude come on do you really believe that? Think back to early college summer breaks and late HS years...how awesome were those times? How is that a waste? So what if you didn't learn much, you enjoyed life, isn't that more than we can say on a day to day basis sometimes?
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