Time is inevitable.
One second, I’m eight years old eating chewy granola bars and only worrying about when the next episode of Hannah Montana is on. Then in a blink, I’m 17 about to graduate high school, filling out college applications and preparing to get thrown out into the world by myself. So this begs the question: where did time go?
Time goes the same speed for everyone. But the only thing that differentiates your time from the person next to you is how you utilize it.
And to be honest, it terrifies me to think that I might one day not use my time for anything interesting. I only have 24 hours in a day. Say I use eight of those hours for sleep and another eight for school. That leaves a whole third of my day to do what we call “life”. Now, how am I gonna spend those free eight hours? This is essentially my experiences, my memories, and my time.
As the years go by, there’s a possibility that every day can become the same basic routine: wake up, go to work, come home, sleep. This repetitiveness can become strenuous to your mind’s perception of time. You throw in a birthday party here, a vacation there, but you are always warped into the same routine that becomes your life. After doing the exact same thing for so long, years seem like months and months seem like minutes.
Your morning alarm goes off at six, so you turn it off and wake up at noon. What if adulthood is like that? What if I turn off the alarm, go back to bed, and wake up a 30-year old?
I figured that time would move slower for a 30-year old in a routine, but these people actually believe time goes by faster.
Wait, nobody prepared me for this. My 17 years have already meshed together into what feels like a speedy five. Now you’re telling me that my life will go by faster than it already has? Great.
I think what scares me the most is that I will lose this perspective of cherishing the time I have now. Yes, I know, so cliche of me. But the truth of the matter is, my entire life is going to change in a mere nine months. I don’t want to get too ahead of myself, worrying too far into the future as my time ticks down. I mean don’t get me wrong, I am excited for the years to come; graduating high school and going on to college. But I’m still scratching and clawing to make the most of what I have in front of me. All I have is right now. Senior year.