12.20.09
I've really come to see the rocks as my getaway place, as I did years ago, though I appreciate it differently - with more wisdom and reverence than I did when I was young.
I feel rather old, though I know 27 is still considered young to most. I look back at my life and see just how much I have weathered and, using my past as a scale, just how much I will likely endure before the sands of time run out on my existence. I see why many old people are at peace with death. It's not that they want to die, nor do I by any means, but that they know that rest is warranted.
I feel old. My joints crack and pop. My experiences have been great enough to alter my perspective on life. I can truly appreciate a good friend or a kind gesture. In youth they are easy to come by, but as you grow older they grow fewer and further between as we each become involved in marriages, careers, children, and the daily life routine that many avoid deferring from because it, "throws everything off". I know for myself, that I am old, because I have learned important lessons.
I have learned to appreciate what you have now, because you can never be sure what will be tomorrow. Love deeply. Although it may bring you sorrow, you will never regret it. Take every opportunity to be young.
I recently had an opportunity where I felt young. I climbed the rocks to watch the sunset, and I had brought along my camera and tripod along. I had made it through a milestone of personal sorts, and am attempting to photograph myself on those days, so that when I have a particularly bad day I can look back and see how much I have already gotten through.
I had set the timer and climbed on a rock, and the picture took. I am still not very good at working my new camera, and the self-timer always seems to take ten pictures. I jumped off the rock to view my picture, and the camera snapped nine more pictures, capturing my flight off the rock. I thought the picture looked cool. I decided to try it again. It felt good, free, to be climbing around like that, just playing.
It seems the older I get, the younger certain things make me feel. It's a good balance, I guess.
I've really come to see the rocks as my getaway place, as I did years ago, though I appreciate it differently - with more wisdom and reverence than I did when I was young.
My view from the rocks
I feel rather old, though I know 27 is still considered young to most. I look back at my life and see just how much I have weathered and, using my past as a scale, just how much I will likely endure before the sands of time run out on my existence. I see why many old people are at peace with death. It's not that they want to die, nor do I by any means, but that they know that rest is warranted.
I feel old. My joints crack and pop. My experiences have been great enough to alter my perspective on life. I can truly appreciate a good friend or a kind gesture. In youth they are easy to come by, but as you grow older they grow fewer and further between as we each become involved in marriages, careers, children, and the daily life routine that many avoid deferring from because it, "throws everything off". I know for myself, that I am old, because I have learned important lessons.
I have learned to appreciate what you have now, because you can never be sure what will be tomorrow. Love deeply. Although it may bring you sorrow, you will never regret it. Take every opportunity to be young.
I recently had an opportunity where I felt young. I climbed the rocks to watch the sunset, and I had brought along my camera and tripod along. I had made it through a milestone of personal sorts, and am attempting to photograph myself on those days, so that when I have a particularly bad day I can look back and see how much I have already gotten through.
I had set the timer and climbed on a rock, and the picture took. I am still not very good at working my new camera, and the self-timer always seems to take ten pictures. I jumped off the rock to view my picture, and the camera snapped nine more pictures, capturing my flight off the rock. I thought the picture looked cool. I decided to try it again. It felt good, free, to be climbing around like that, just playing.
It seems the older I get, the younger certain things make me feel. It's a good balance, I guess.
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