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By Madeline Hey Future,
It feels a little odd thinking about you as something that I can write, address, and send a letter to, but I think it may help. It can feel like you’re this distant intangible thing at times but then at others, it can feel like you’re rushing toward me at full speed with no way to stop you. So, yeah, maybe imagining you as a person or at least a solid, tangible thing may help. I have high hopes for you, Future. I like to think that you’ll be good, full of enough highs to balance out the lows that will no doubt occur. The end of one era of my life is ending soon, so naturally, I’m in one of those phases where it feels like you’re hurtling toward me with no brakes. Like every day feels almost like I’m in a tunnel being blasted by a strong wind threatening to whisk me away from everything I know. You seem so close lately too like I could reach out and snag a piece of you. I’m ready for what’s in store for me, Future, but at the same time, I want to make sure that I don’t forget about Present. The Here and Now. I don’t want to get too caught up in you that I miss out on what’s around me right now. I’m excited for my future, Future. But don’t come too fast. Let me live in the Now, taking pictures and having laughs, eating good food, and making memories that I’ll be able to look back on when the Now becomes the Then. I’m excited for you, Future. But slow down a little and let me savor the last few bits of everything.
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