Monday, May 18, 2009
Summertime
Yes it is finally here, well sort of. Summertime! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I am sitting in my basement on the computer. Yes I guess it is officially here. This is the time of the year that I look forward to the most (except for Christmas), and it is here. I look forward to it because it is the time of the year when I get a break, and that is much appreciated. It is also the time of the year when I get to see all of my friends whom are now all at different colleges. This is the time of the year when we all come home and everything feels the same again, at least for a little while. This year though is different. Very different. It turns out that the majority of my friends will not be coming home this summer. Unfortunately I found this out after I made it home, not that it would have made any difference. I am utterly disappointed that I am not going to be able to spend so much time with many of my friends whom I love very much. This predicament got me thinking. Why are we trying to grow up too fast? In my humble opinion growing up is not really something we should look forward to and we should all try and take advantage of the time that we have to be young and some what free. Before we know it we are going to be official adults with kids and serious responsibilities. That is something that we can look forward to, but we shouldn't bypass our "carefree" (yeah right) college years to get there. This is our time to have summer jobs and spend time together. I don't know about everyone else, but I know I wasn't ready for last summer to be my last summer spending time with everyone, and it looks like it was. I am not trying to harp on the people who decided to stay in there current place of residence in order to maybe gain a few extra credits to lighten the yearly load. Believe me I am an advocate of summer classes I am taking 15 hours this summer, but I was just hoping that this summer would be at least similar to past summers in the sense that I would be able to have fun with all my friends, or at least most of them. Growing up sucks!
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Once I had gone off to college, "home" wasn't "home" anymore. When I came home, I had different friends than when I had gone. I had gone through different things, had different experiences, suffered different let-downs and sorrows, and had in essence, grown into a different person. The different experiences I'd had, coupled with the different experiences my friends had had made us different people. Some of them I miss dearly, and others I still keep in touch with (some well, some a bit more tenuously). In a small town like NK, it can seem like everything is static, but it isn't. There are some who just can't wait to get out, but there are still some who think that, but by the time they have children (or even sooner), they'll want to come back, dreaming of the idealized youth they experienced.
ReplyDeleteIn short, it's all part of the passage of time. I hope you're doing well - tell your dad I said Hi; he's someone I really miss from NK.