The Timing Of the Chapters

Comical, unreasonable, inconsistent. Time is indeed a funny thing. Linear or not, relapsing or reoccurring, the continuation of humanity is entirely contingent on the continuation of time. Thus lending to the concept that every relationship, every ounce of love absorbed or projected by a being, has a moment of time in which it begins and a moment of time in which it ends. Is it poetic, or is it tragic? All, seemingly, everlasting and fulfilling things in life have an unwilling, unwavering, expiration date.

But, is time cruel for this reality? 

I could understand the argument that yes, time is a cruel and merciless entity that gives and takes whenever it so pleases. However, without it, we would have absolutely no concept of the importance of what time does give and thus inevitably take. Time itself is what allows for experiences and the gaining of perspectives which then subsequently either hinders or encourages relationships (whether it be a relationship between humans or a relationship with say, a career, or similar inanimate). 

I am preparing to enter the next stage of my life. The summer before college is daunting. It is precisely the definition of bittersweet. The big move, the saying goodbye to those I hold dear, the turning into the adult my parents and teachers have spent the last eighteen years growing and nurturing. Seemingly, I'm at a point currently in between chapters. Almost as if the author has developed the following chapters and characters but is far too anxious to turn the page and begin writing them. Whether that be because the author is aware of the trials that await their protagonist or because they are upset about leaving behind all that already has been written, the story continues and the plot develops. A story is not written without an ending, and the final chapter cannot be read unless all the other chapters precede it. 

I am at a point in my life where one may realize that the quality of relationships is far more important than the quantity of relationships. This of course pairs directly with the introduction and deduction of relationships into my life. Some leave suddenly, but some enter suddenly as well. And could have triple the impact on your life in only a few short months. Some of the best friendships are the ones that are low maintenance, the friendships where you don't speak or see each other all the time, but know that at the base of the relationship, both of you care for each other as you would care for yourself. Life is too short to entertain relationships that do not benefit you and, as selfish as it sounds, it is ultimately your life. If a relationship is negatively affecting the little time you have on this earth to the point in which other relationships in your life are suffering, it's time to let it go. It's time to let them go. And the people who do positively benefit your life, and make the little time you do have on this earth exciting, relish in the fact that the two of you have a relationship that allows for your perspective on life and love to resist tarnishing. 

I believe that everything you call yours was placed there on purpose. What is meant to be yours, will be, and what is not, will never be. If something exists in your life it is because it is supposed to exist at that specific unrepeatable time and if it leaves, whether gradually or suddenly, or you remove it, it is because either God or the universe or whoever higher form you believe in, has either noted, "not yet" or, "there is something better." 

The time allotted to each of us is not enough to pour copious amounts of ourselves into what is not ours. This is not to say one should be egotistical and selfish in order to live a full life and maximize our time. But rather, to fuel your own passions, follow your own dreams, and live up to the standards in which you set for yourself because being yourself is what you were given this time to do. And others in your life will love you for just that. 

It is not only ugly but stupid, to bring others down and impress your own thoughts and dreams and standards onto those around you. It's a waste of time. Use your time wisely, and allow others to do the same, whether that means they exist as a character in your story or not. Love yourself, life, and others, enough to focus on being truly and genuinely yourself, because the world around you will benefit from just that. Be who you were meant to be by being grateful, loving, and, considerate of your own time and that of those around you. 

I am grateful for the time I have spent thus far with those in my life both past and present. Furthermore, I am beyond excited to spend the rest of my life with the characters I know now, and the characters I am soon to meet. Time is too fleeting to not try and love the beauty or the pain held within every second. 

As I end this blog, I would like to encourage you to reach out to someone you have loved or currently love spending your time with and not only thank them for spending theirs with you in return but also reflect together on the memories and relationship the two of you have or had formed, whether romantic or platonic. And thank you for taking your own time to read this, I know how precious it truly is. 

Fallon