Monday, September 7, 2009

Back to the Present


Lately, I've been thinking. Which for me, is not a good sign. The way I live my life allows me to not have to think very often, if even at all. But when I do get to thinking, it almost always has to do with just that--my life. I love my life. It's definitely not a perfect life, but I love living it anyways. I laugh a lot in my life, and laughing is one thing that I think most lives lack. Mine is overloaded of laughter. However, is all laughter and no seriousness good for a life? Is all play and no work a successful way to live? Being a college student, "play" is what I spend most of my time doing. My future is just around the corner, and I'm still stuck in a bar or in my pajamas because I'm still not ready to grow up. I want to be in college forever. I go to school during the day. I go out on the town at night. I get $200 a month from my parents, and I make $60 a week at my job. I have no responsibility and no motivation. And I love it. I could do this forever and be perfectly happy. But then there's this little thing called "the future." In the future, I dream of working in the movie industry, living in L.A. in my modern-decorated house, driving my flashy car, wearing some Ray-Bans to match my designer jeans that hug my toned ass. But to me, that future is only a dream. It's not something that will actually happen. I have no future. I don't look in the future because there are too many things that stand in the way of it. I don't know where I'll be in five years because I don't know where I'll be in five days, in five hours, in five minutes. All I'm sure of is what is happening to me now. Where I am now. If we are expected to plan for the future, how do we ever live our lives? Are we supposed to just let the present life pass on by while we hope to reach a successful future? In reality, planning for the future is a waste of time. The world is full of too many obstacles to guarantee us a spot in the future. Tragedy doesn't wait for the future to play itself out before it strikes. Tragedy lives in the moment. And so should we. Right now, I am confident that everything I am doing is exactly what I want to do right this moment. And in the future, I hope I'm still this confident.

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