Sunday, November 02, 2008

When you were young.

(inspired by The Killers)

Time just dissolves into quick-moving particles that are swirling away. Either I'm moving fast or time is. Never both simultaneously. It's such a strange paradox. I mean, while, the closer I get to the end of my life than I've ever been, I actually feel more than ever that I have all the time in the world. When I was younger, there was a desperation, a desire for certainty, like there was an end to the path, and I had to get there.

I still remember thinking, "Oh, someday, maybe everything's going to just somehow gel and settle, just end." It was like there was this hill, and it was waiting for me, and I was climbing up it, and when I got to the top, all growth and change would stop. Even exhilaration. But that hasn't happened yet, thank goodness. I think that what we don't take into account when we're young is our endless curiosity. That's what's so great about being human.

The funny thing is our cells are completely regenerating every seven years. We're already becoming completely different people several times over, and yet we always will remain quintessentially ourselves.