After the pomp and circumstance we find ourselves on the long road. It is where I am now. It is where most of us are now. Do we ever give it the thought it deserves?
Every journey begins with a fanfare of some sort. Start of the engines, a wave goodbye. Something needed. Trouble. A massive explosion launches the space shuttle high into atmosphere, finally reaching that starry scape so high above. As it should be. We celebrate that lifting off from our small, little planet as monumental. Much like leaving the safety of our home, the opening of a window, the start of a trip. Does it bely the great distance that trail will hold us for?
Life begins with much exertion, but much later than that it begins again. Adolescence.
Millions of growing youth and all they want is freedom. The time has come to be who they think they are. They've been alive a maximum of 18 years, and time is strangely compounded during that time. Now they unleash themselves on a world. A slow moving world. A world with more time and consistency than they have ever thought possible.
A human will live a maximum of something near four times that little one-eight, leaving one simple question.
Have you ever thought about what you will do with all that time?
There is so very much.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
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