Forfunnsies

So lately I've been thinking about a lot of things, namely the future. I'm not going to be young forever and I need to get my act together. The thing is I'm hearing, "You're too young to worry" and "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVEN'T KEPT A RESUME ON HAND SINCE YOU WERE IN SIXTH GRADE?!" simultaneously. Look I know I'm just a kid and all but I won't be forever. What am I gonna major in? What college do I want to go to? Where do I want to live? What do I want to do with myself? *Internally screaming and imploding with anxiety* Everything is so up in the air, and none of it seems like it's my decision to make. "Be responsible. Choose an ACTUAL c

And so I find myself here in a place that I did not ever foresee. I've come to realize that no matter how hard we try we never end up where we thought we would or what we would see and do. It's just impossible, impossible to predict or lives. We still try because it's far easier to imagine than to live. But  there comes a time, or so I've heard, when we have to stop daydreaming and start living those daydreams as well as we know how. Today I have spent thinking. Actively thinking and actually hearing words in songs and realizing that I felt what they felt. I was thinking about one thing specifically, time. I was trying to brainstorm ideas fo