Have you ever felt that stinging twinge of nostalgia reminding you of vague whisperings, broken promises, radio static and lost connections? Have you ever opened one eye to find a new adventure peeking around the corner? Have you ever...
Oh God. Look at the time.
Every year, when summer begins to slowly fizzle in a final flash of boiling days and autumn begins to emerge as a beacon of cool breezes and crisp air, I grow disgustingly sentimental.
Can you tell?
Sigh...It seems as though life is just beginning. I feel elastic, invincible, immortal. It's strange and wonderful, exciting and terrible, frustrating and rewarding.
Life.
The journey to self-realization.
Whatever you want to call it...It is so beautiful it makes my heart hurt.
See? Nostalgic.
Ah well.
I feel so blessed, happy and, yes, nostalgic. I wouldn't change one thing about my life. Although I get frustrated and upset, the good times always outnumber the bad. Perpetual optimist? Silly girl wearing Love's rose-colored glasses? Broke college student just trying to make the best of it?
All of the above?
Definitely.
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