Time, Memories, and a Thank You

Time has been a funny thing lately.

There are moments where the world is dragging its feet. The clock ticks at half speed, and the mind wanders through drowsy existence, wiling the second hand forward just a little bit faster.

There are moments when everything races by too fast for me to handle, as if the world is a racehorse, and I am the jockey who has lost all control. I long for the thrill of the ride, dazzling and exciting, but only seconds pass, and then it is just a memory. Time races onwards, and I am just clinging on to the reins for dear life. There are moments I wish I could hold onto for a lifetime, but hey are slipping away into the land of memories. Grasping at them like wisps of smoke, my fingers pass through them as I move on, and they cannot.

There are moments I wish I could abandon to the mists. Tears. Regrets. Mistakes.
But these are only few.

There are moments I want to hold onto for the rest of my life. A slow dance. A gentle kiss. Memories with friends. Happy moments, laughs, and hugs. These are special. These shape me, but soon I will be moving past them. I'll be leaving behind all of the people that have shaped who I am, and I can only hope that it wont be a permanent parting.

That is the scariest thing about growing up-it happens too fast. It sneaks up on you when you aren't expecting it. Breaking into your home in the dead of night, it steals into your life. Suddenly everything you have ever known and ever loved are memories.

It isn't all bad though. There are new horizons ahead for all of us. New places to discover, people to meet... new memories to make. We can follow these paths wholeheartedly for every moment we have left in our hopefully long lives.

And maybe these paths-these destinies- will return us to each other someday. Maybe the path will only create physical distance, and the path of our hearts will grow closer and even converge.
Maybe we are all friends destined to be. Maybe our paths will bring us together again some day when we least expect it. Maybe You and I will be walking a dusty path, and we'll turn a street corner in some distant nameless town, and there they will be. Our friends. Waiting for us to return.

We all have paths to follow, time to spend, and memories to make. But for as long as we have left, lets make those memories together, because these are the ones I know I will cherish forever.

So thank you, my friends, for every second.