Driving in the Snow

Today was my first experience with driving in the snow after having gotten my license. It went well, but it got me thinking…

Funny pics to distract from serious post.
Funny pics to distract from serious post.

Why is everything going so fast? I have a license now. How long ago was it really that I still needed training wheels on my bike because I was afraid of falling? I have a girlfriend. Seriously, I remember when all the boys in my first grade class would throw twigs at girls during recess (but not rocks, because rocks actually hurt…).  More than anything, I just feel like I never thought I’d be where I am now, thinking about graduation in a few months, and in a few months after that going on college. But that doesn’t mean I’m not happy, I’m just… lost. Confused. A little disgruntled by all of this happening so quickly.

All I really want is to take sometime to slow things down, and really think about my life, and my relationships with all of the people in my life. I want to get to focus more on the constants in my life, as opposed to the… non-constants? The dynamics. I guess.

Where is a guitar when I need one? I really need to play to get some stress out… Oh, right, I’m at my parents house, and I forgot to bring one. Oh well, I’ll just have to live. Time to sleep.


(P.S. I intended to try and reconnect the opening image of my driving in the snow back at the end to conclude what I had written. And then I forgot. And then my post was written. So this is the re-connection:

Sometimes, when life is cloudy, it feels like the icy roads under the car I’m driving. Sometimes, you just need to pull to the side, and get your stuff together. But instead, I just keep driving. Hopefully I’ll find where I’m going. Hopefully there’s a rest stop up ahead. Or a drive through Starbucks.)


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