I feel like writing something.
It’s 3 o’clock in the morning, and I’m usually pretty sound asleep at this hour. But for tonight, I am wide-eyed. I figure it’s as good a time as any to record my thoughts. My mind is weary, but awake. Every thought I have flows slowly out, as if I can feel the electricity pulsing from my brain to my fingertips to my keyboard.
Which is exactly the state to be in, when you want to record some juicy, abstract, mindless musings for later, more sober, scrutiny.
Note: As I write this, I am grinding levels in Final Fantasy III. I’ve found a comfortable spot in the game, wherein I simply need to walk around in circles, fight an easy mob by simply tapping a button a few times, and check over to the screen every now and then to make sure my party’s HP isn’t too low. It’s helping to keep the monkey-mind distracted.
I think tonight, I’ll go back in time a way.
I’m coming up on 25 in a little over a month, and it seems as good a time as any for some decent introspection.
It’s been a fun ride so far, and I hope it continues for quite a while. A lot of exciting things are still yet to happen.
My earlier writings are strange to read these days. A lot of the time, I didn’t even really know what to write about. Most of the posts were topical, or completely unnecessary. Sometimes, they still are.
Though now I’ve found that my writings closer to the present day are infused with something else. Not necessarily something better or worse, but certainly something different.
I feel more connected now. In those days, there was a lot more confusion and loneliness. There was uncertainty. I didn’t know where I was going to end up, and that scared the hell out of me.
Now, I know that there’s something to be celebrated in uncertainty.
I think I find life so awesome and beautiful because it’s so mysterious. It’s something I just couldn’t ever grasp the entirety of. I am truly grateful for each day that I have, because each one is made up of hours, minutes, seconds, and moments that can never be replicated.
There are an infinite number of moments.
These are mine, those are yours.
And all of them are ours.
Enjoy each and every moment. Because you will have a last one. And so will I. By connecting with each other, we multiply our experience. Life is as limitless as you want it to be.
Make friends. Love every other person out there. Love yourself. And do your damnedest to make this universe a better place to be.
When you die, you won’t be gone. You’ll be infinite.