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I guess sometimes I have these moments. I don’t think I can put one word to them exactly, but pensive would be awfully close. I feel slowed down, almost depressed in a way, and extremely thoughtful about everything. It happens a lot during the summer. Usually, I am so wrapped up in making sure everything gets finished that I never have time to have one of these moments where I just think. I don’t necessarily think about anything in particular, my mind just kind of drifts at sea. Sometimes I think about the fact that it is my senior year. For me, and I am sure many other high schoolers feel the same way, it signals the end of an era in my life. I will be going to school in a new place a year from now, with new people to meet, new challenges to face and new things to see. Sometimes I think about my dreams. Sometimes I think about just how big the world is. All the lights shining brightly from the earth at night; twinkling like tiny stars. I think how when I stand outside and reach my hands up as high as I can reach, I am a tiny speck. I disappear into a frenzied sea of action. I want to take it all in. I want to absorb it like a sponge.
Sometimes I get into this mood when flying somewhere at night. Approaching a big city and seeing all the lights and thinking each light signals activity: a person carrying about their life, totally independent from mine. The song “I Will Remember You” puts me in this mood. Standing outside in South Bend, IN and listening to all the insects that chirp and buzz at night while the warm, muggy air wraps me in its blanket of calm and quiet. At night, the warm, moist summer air that seems to only be found east of the rockies is like insulation. I am bundled in it and carried far away.
Bring me back to earth.
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“So through darkness and good times
I knew I’d make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you” -A New Day Has Come