|Looking ahead and looking within.
||[Jun. 7th, 2006|01:40 pm]
I feel grown up, yet still so very young. There are so many things in life I've yet to experience...so much that I don't yet know. I love the way I greet every new thing with wonder. I often worry that my compulsive tendencies, my need to be busy and stressed and constantly moving, will make me grow up way too fast and forget all this.
I'm gifted with this time of youth--after it's over, I won't get another chance in this lifetime. One day, decades from now, I'll miss this way of seeing things with fresh eyes. I'll miss the raging hormones. I'll miss the novelty and excitement that's greeted every new experience. I'll feel my aching body and remember a time when I could make it do anything.
I worry I'll take this time for granted and let it slip through my fingers without a thought. My mind can always be young, if I allow it, but then again...I thrive on stress and busy schedules. I do so very well in situations where there aren't free moments enough to marvel at life. What if, one day, I forget how it's done? What then?
I want to cherish these moments; I'm at my prime in life and all the good stuff's just beginning. This truly is the beginning of the rest of my life, and what happens now will shape the foundation of my future.
But how do I begin this shaping without losing sight of everything that is now?