This is one of my list posts – with actionable advice on a given topic.
That’s what a friend’s letter feels like, no matter how it is written. It has more than one dimension in it, and each and every one of them feels like a special surprise party that your friend had arranged just for you.
The point is that my future just got more solid, more real, with all its ups and downs. Because I decided to chronicle it. Is that a good thing? For me, personally? I’m not sure. But it feels … like it’s going to be more meaningful simply because I weave it into some artifact for you to see after I am gone. Weave with my words … After all, isn’t that what we all long for, to be part of a story that has meaning?
For me certain weathers carry memories … some are half-misted, some are just momentary eddies in my consciousness. But weather is a feeling sometimes. And so it was today, although I am not sure what it was I remembered or felt, only that it was special. Perhaps some day in high school when I was first in love, or had met an important friend. I can’t remember. But I felt something special nonetheless. On a day where everything else felt non-special.
Life is insanely long and big and fantastic. But only if you take the time to think about it that needs to be taken. Otherwise you might as well say: ‘I can’t believe I just skipped thinking about 30 years’.