...they come and go
Now that I'm a senior, I constantly think about the fact that I am almost out, so so so close to freedom or at least escape from this whole "high school" deal.
It seems to me like everyone else also on the brink of graduation can't think about much else either.
We're so excited and anxious for the next step. Understandable.
But what bothers me in a way is that we're all so focused on moving on. It's like we're all just itching to lock away memories from these past few years.
Everyone says they want to or will get as far away from "here" as possible after graduation and keep in touch with a minimal amount of people or maybe even none at all.
So what was high school then? The meeting people, that is. Was it all a waste? Did we all meet our current friends and acquaintances solely for the purpose of learning about ourselves, other people and life?
If the only reason we get close to people is so we have company and reasons to keep us going through short periods of our lives, then I suppose that's okay... I don't know, but then it's like we all throw each other away and get thrown away.
And maybe that is why there are all those lonely people. Where do they all come from? Where do they all belong?
All these people I walk the halls with every day, whether I know them or not, I may never see in my entire life again after May of this year. Such a bizarre thought.
Some may leave the state, country, this life sooner than others... and none of us will ever know what happened to anyone else perhaps until some distant high school reunion that only a handful of our class attends.
Everything is come and go. Our is existence is so easily lost... Theatre of the Absurd feels less and less absurd every day. But I refuse to be a nihilist. I just ponder, ponder, ponder.
It gives me a weird feeling I cannot call sad... I don't have a word for it.
It seems to me like everyone else also on the brink of graduation can't think about much else either.
We're so excited and anxious for the next step. Understandable.
But what bothers me in a way is that we're all so focused on moving on. It's like we're all just itching to lock away memories from these past few years.
Everyone says they want to or will get as far away from "here" as possible after graduation and keep in touch with a minimal amount of people or maybe even none at all.
So what was high school then? The meeting people, that is. Was it all a waste? Did we all meet our current friends and acquaintances solely for the purpose of learning about ourselves, other people and life?
If the only reason we get close to people is so we have company and reasons to keep us going through short periods of our lives, then I suppose that's okay... I don't know, but then it's like we all throw each other away and get thrown away.
And maybe that is why there are all those lonely people. Where do they all come from? Where do they all belong?
All these people I walk the halls with every day, whether I know them or not, I may never see in my entire life again after May of this year. Such a bizarre thought.
Some may leave the state, country, this life sooner than others... and none of us will ever know what happened to anyone else perhaps until some distant high school reunion that only a handful of our class attends.
Everything is come and go. Our is existence is so easily lost... Theatre of the Absurd feels less and less absurd every day. But I refuse to be a nihilist. I just ponder, ponder, ponder.
It gives me a weird feeling I cannot call sad... I don't have a word for it.