Autumn has come so quickely, it’s almost a surprise. The whole summer season has gone by so quickely. I remember when the leaves started budding on the treest this spring as if it had happened just last week. Why does everything have to go by so quickely?
When you’re five years old, your entire life seems like an eternity. When you’re my age, five years is hardly anything. –And I’m not even old. Does it get worse? Does time go by faster every second you get older? I remember watching movies where old guys would sigh and go, “it’s like a blink of an eye.” I just took that as some sort of corny saying, I didn’t think it was actually true, and if I did, I didn’t really get it.
I guess when you’re little, little things seem pretty big. Years seem like forever, five dollars and you’re the luckiest kid on earth. Right now, I’m still scratching my head wondering where the past two years have gone. It’s actually terrifying me that I’m going to be a senior in high school next year. A SENIOR. It makes me want to tear my hair out and run screaming up the street. How? When? When did I suddenly get so old? And OH GOSH. What am I going to be saying when I’m turning fourty? What then? I’m not even seventeen yet and I’m longing to be young again!
Everything lately has just been a blur. A blur of classes, exams, mornings, nights, nothing really stands out, they just sort of blend together into nothing. Is that what I’m going to see when I look back at my life? A blur of nothing?
I wish the seasons would stop changing so quickely. I wish the world would just slow down.