It's been a little over a week since the beginning of summer.
Crazy, right? You never truly realize when summer is because it just seems to creep up. The end of May brings so many prosperous feelings of joy and excitement for what the next months have in store. Especially in Colorado, the change from the other 3 seasons (essentially one giant season of cold) to summer is incredibly noticeable, as the beautiful girls get their chance to shine in their sun dresses and the boys throw on the tank tops and flip flops. I feel like summer has this aura to it, similar to the way I feel Christmas does - everyone just seems so happy and care free and lives life like it should be lived: unbounded. I made this same sort of post before about summer, mostly because it's my favorite season. I'm currently sat out on my deck out back in a folding chair, sipping on a strawberry banana smoothie and I just cracked open the new Daft Punk vinyl that came in the mail for me yesterday.
How could you be upset with that?
So far summer has treated me with many of its casual delights: warm, sunny days; fluffy, silver lined clouds; and mild, starry nights. I try my best not to take these sights for granted, because I know soon that these days will be gone and we'll retreat back to the regularity of our lives. Most of the fun and freedom that summer holds will be revoked with the bitter cold and the grey drone of sky. It's exactly for this reason that summer is so cherished in my heart; a spark of magic that brings old friends back together, adventures to be remembered for a lifetime, memories that shall not soon fade. I never really understood those who didn't care for summer. Perhaps some aren't quite akin to the exposure of the sun, but really that's the only reason I can imagine. Can they not see the beauty of what Earth lays all around them? The gentle rattle of the trees, the songs of the morning birds, the glitter of the cascading waves...so much to see.
Why not see it?
Seriously, this post was really nothing more than just appreciation for summer. Appreciate it. There may be more negatives than positives in your current situation, but let mother nature and all of your friends and the aura about show you what there is. Certainly the reasons I gave for loving summer aren't the only reasons to love it. This summer has just opened the world to me to behold all of the sights and all of the amazing and incredible feats that have been accomplished over time. A bit of an optimistic viewpoint, maybe, but there is truly beauty in everything you find.
Discover something new, everyone.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Spare Change
Man, I really have to keep writing in my blog.
I've had so much on my mind lately that I've just forgotten all about it. It'll be great to finally get some of that out and put out some more thought provoking questions at the same time. I do have to thank a bit of a twist of fate that I was inspired to write in my blog again. Being World Cup season for soccer or football across the pond, I wanted to go somewhere to watch it, so I decided to have lunch at my local sushi bar. While I was planning to eat alone, I ran into a long time good friend of mine who I've known essentially since I've moved to Loveland, and she invited me to sit with her. She was a big fan of my blog and asked if I had written anything recently, and to tell her the truth, I hadn't. We talked over the course of our time together, and it made me realize how different things have been since I first knew her nearly 4 years ago.
Time flies. What an understatement.
So after leaving the restaurant that afternoon I really started to think about what exactly I could write about. And I feel like one of the biggest points in my life right now is that it's changing. Uncontrollably. I just graduated from high school and I'm heading into the next phase of my life: adulthood. It's a big, wide, scary new place. But that's another topic for another day. What I really focused on is the entirety of my high school life, and even my life in general, and just assessed the factor of change in the thing that means most to me: people. Friends. Acquaintances. Family. Just everyone that has come and gone into my life. For better or for worse. Who I wished I had still and who I wish would just dissipate into the void.
And that brought up an interesting thought.
I saw a great video on the way humans physically change over the course of time. Well, maybe not so much physically more so than microscopically. The video mentions that in a typical person, the atoms they have today will all be completely different atoms in five years. Essentially, in the span of five years, you are physically no longer the person you were five years ago at all. It's a pretty remarkable concept to consider, especially since five years really is not a long time in actuality. Yet, to presently think about all of the events in your life the past five years is a herculean task. It's difficult to even say how different I am from a month ago. However it's not necessarily the physical attributes that are highlighted in that change, but more of the internal and external retrospects of my life. To correlate the two lies an interesting theory.
Do we naturally change on the inside as we do outside?
The obvious answer is yes. Of course we are constantly changing, we are definitely not the same person with the same values as when we were 9 years old. But even as we get older to a more static age range, 30-45 perhaps, our persona is constantly changing day to day in the slightest ways. Eventually, it seems like we are two completely different people in the way we carry ourselves, our friends, our habits, our values. After meeting with my friend at sushi, it took me back to the time where her and I associated often. The time from then and now is so radically different and it was only 4 years past. I hadn't met some of the greatest people to be in my life now. I hadn't discovered the passions that would now drive the rest of my future. I had not become the person I can say I am happy with being today. It was a fantastic reminiscence of what I have transformed into today.
But it kind of hurt, too.
On the contrary, remembering my past and where I have come from also reminded me of the people I have had at one point that are no longer there. Reflecting upon past actions is a gift and a curse, because although reflection provides an incredible display of past achievements, past failures are recorded just as heavily and presented largely in the forefront of memory. And that's kinda what I've succumbed to after a long vacation away from society (which will definitely be discussed in more detail eventually): how I've changed. How others have changed subsequently through my actions. It really affects me to see how the people I once loved and once had the utmost respect for are now people that are no longer part of my life. Especially when you know they're out there. That's what cuts deep. So many people in my life are so different and I wish it just wasn't that way because it just hurts everyone. But perhaps it's for the better. Perhaps this is the universe telling me that there are just better things to come. I mean, as the old saying goes, one man's trash is another's treasure.
What I wouldn't give for some spare change.
I've had so much on my mind lately that I've just forgotten all about it. It'll be great to finally get some of that out and put out some more thought provoking questions at the same time. I do have to thank a bit of a twist of fate that I was inspired to write in my blog again. Being World Cup season for soccer or football across the pond, I wanted to go somewhere to watch it, so I decided to have lunch at my local sushi bar. While I was planning to eat alone, I ran into a long time good friend of mine who I've known essentially since I've moved to Loveland, and she invited me to sit with her. She was a big fan of my blog and asked if I had written anything recently, and to tell her the truth, I hadn't. We talked over the course of our time together, and it made me realize how different things have been since I first knew her nearly 4 years ago.
Time flies. What an understatement.
So after leaving the restaurant that afternoon I really started to think about what exactly I could write about. And I feel like one of the biggest points in my life right now is that it's changing. Uncontrollably. I just graduated from high school and I'm heading into the next phase of my life: adulthood. It's a big, wide, scary new place. But that's another topic for another day. What I really focused on is the entirety of my high school life, and even my life in general, and just assessed the factor of change in the thing that means most to me: people. Friends. Acquaintances. Family. Just everyone that has come and gone into my life. For better or for worse. Who I wished I had still and who I wish would just dissipate into the void.
And that brought up an interesting thought.
I saw a great video on the way humans physically change over the course of time. Well, maybe not so much physically more so than microscopically. The video mentions that in a typical person, the atoms they have today will all be completely different atoms in five years. Essentially, in the span of five years, you are physically no longer the person you were five years ago at all. It's a pretty remarkable concept to consider, especially since five years really is not a long time in actuality. Yet, to presently think about all of the events in your life the past five years is a herculean task. It's difficult to even say how different I am from a month ago. However it's not necessarily the physical attributes that are highlighted in that change, but more of the internal and external retrospects of my life. To correlate the two lies an interesting theory.
Do we naturally change on the inside as we do outside?
The obvious answer is yes. Of course we are constantly changing, we are definitely not the same person with the same values as when we were 9 years old. But even as we get older to a more static age range, 30-45 perhaps, our persona is constantly changing day to day in the slightest ways. Eventually, it seems like we are two completely different people in the way we carry ourselves, our friends, our habits, our values. After meeting with my friend at sushi, it took me back to the time where her and I associated often. The time from then and now is so radically different and it was only 4 years past. I hadn't met some of the greatest people to be in my life now. I hadn't discovered the passions that would now drive the rest of my future. I had not become the person I can say I am happy with being today. It was a fantastic reminiscence of what I have transformed into today.
But it kind of hurt, too.
On the contrary, remembering my past and where I have come from also reminded me of the people I have had at one point that are no longer there. Reflecting upon past actions is a gift and a curse, because although reflection provides an incredible display of past achievements, past failures are recorded just as heavily and presented largely in the forefront of memory. And that's kinda what I've succumbed to after a long vacation away from society (which will definitely be discussed in more detail eventually): how I've changed. How others have changed subsequently through my actions. It really affects me to see how the people I once loved and once had the utmost respect for are now people that are no longer part of my life. Especially when you know they're out there. That's what cuts deep. So many people in my life are so different and I wish it just wasn't that way because it just hurts everyone. But perhaps it's for the better. Perhaps this is the universe telling me that there are just better things to come. I mean, as the old saying goes, one man's trash is another's treasure.
What I wouldn't give for some spare change.
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