Because trains make me pensive.
Music: Nico- “These Days”
I love the train. It doesn’t matter what I’m going or how long it’s taking or who’s sitting next to me. Just give me a train… and preferably a window seat. As I sat on the ride home today, I switched on my ipod, watched the passing landscape, and started thinking.
Five years ago.
I guess this reflection started when I was thinking about this year and how quickly it’s going by. Soon enough, I’ll be done with ¼ of college, and I can’t help but wonder, did high school pass this quickly?
Five years ago, everything was completely different. Seriously. My parents were still together, which means neither of their significant others had entered my world. We were living in our old house, on our old street. I had started acting, but was nowhere as close to as serious about it as I am now; in fact, I was still in my athletic phase. I don’t even know who my group of friends was. I had never kissed a boy. I had yet to be diagnosed with depression. I was just a different person and I don’t know who it was, but it wasn’t me.
So here’s the question: five years from now, will things that seem so difficult now seem simple and easy in retrospect? As time continues to pass, will I become more myself, or will I become someone new again? Will life be completely different?
Things may not be perfect right now, and I may not be perfect, but I like who I am. I don’t want to lose this person completely. Because God knows I have no idea where that person from five years ago disappeared to.