i am sixteen, going on seventeen (a retrospective)

[faeriemaiden]

The sun is going down on the last day of my sixteenth year. I am looking back, poking through the rag-bag of memory, and trying to understand what it is that this year has given me.

I am ritualistic by nature. A day is not a thing that happens: it's an event. Things must be prepared. And things mean things. Birthdays and new years and memorial

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[wanderlight]

I memory all of your retrospective posts, you know -- I find it hard to say anything about them, because they strike so true to things which I think when I'm outside walking alone or up late at night writing or just thinking, and you always manage to put it perfectly.

We do want a perfection we can never quite attain in this life, in this world. I find that the more I learn, the less I feel that I know: the more I learn, the more I discover just now much there is to learn.

Yes. I am finding it very hard to accept two facts about life: one, there are never any absolutes; two, because life is everything, and change, the minute you think you've got it you ... haven't.

There's this funny juxtaposition of thought in my head -- that it's unwise to depend on people too much, and the other side of the equation that is humanity's need to be codependent. There is a delicate balance between the two. I am learning it.

I don't think I could have put it more perfectly. I don't think I'll even try. But again, yes.

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