It's fall, and I can't believe it. I was so astonished by the trees that line the middle of Wisconsin Avenue the other day, that I nearly crashed into some people while riding a bike home from class. The trees weren't totally blood-red yet, but already had some splotches of color going on. Not only were they suprisingly beautiful, but they reminded me how much time flies.
I can hardly believe I'm entering my third year at Marquette and my first year as a journalism major. It feels like life is passing me by, and that's a scary thought. I was talking to a really good friend last night, and he told me that he was going out to dinner with his girlfriend for their two-year-anniversary. I feel like it was just a few months ago that he dumped that crazy, neurotic ex-girlfriend of his and started dating this new girl. Two years. Just like that.
So, I couldn't help but look around my room last night and realize I have a lot of clutter. I feel like I'm at a point in my life where I need to start making some decisions regarding my future and mold my lifestyle around it. I think it's time to find out what is really important to me and what I really want to make of the next fifty or so (hopefully) years. So, I cleaned my room and started thinking. It was 2 am, and I didn't make any groundbreaking discoveries about myself, but i did realize a few things. First, I'm one of about 7 billion people on the planet. Second, most people on this planet have it a lot worse off than I do. Third, I feel obligated to do what i can to improve the conditions of others, my fellow human beings. So, this is all great and probably a bit dramatic. But maybe not...
Okay, off the soapbox. Fall is a time for change. Maybe it can be a time to step back from the busy clutter of everyday life and think about your own life in the context of others. Where do I fit in, and what can I do to make the place I live better. We're not here long. Take it a day at a time. Tempus Fugit!
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