note to self

As you may know, over my time in college the idea of my entrance into middle and old age in America has become increasingly frightening, even revolting to me. What I am afraid of is losing the zest in life. the unknown. the will to look and move beyond my own petty existence. However, I have spent so much time worrying about getting there that I have forgotten where I am. If I’m not present in the moment and living the life I want to live right now there’s far less of a chance I’ll live it in the future. I need to take hold of what I have and live a little more existentially, before fear of the future paralyzes the action and potential of the present.

S: You are more wonderful than I could have hoped for, and a constant encouragement. Thank you from the heights and depths of my soul. I love you.