Deeperoots

Hi everybody,

You know, one of the most confusing things in this world to me is time; it’s always just going and sometimes it passes quickly and sometimes you can swear it’s going slower than before. As it slowly passes we just can’t help but feel like our lives have little meaning and nothing’s going to change. Or sometimes I suppose we’re just waiting on time until we are done and we think we can start something, but for now we’re just waiting. Like high school; I don’t know about anyone else, but I sometimes feel like high school is pretty pointless and it’s just a stage of your life before you can actually get out and do something with your life. We feel tied down, and we’re tired of school, but too often we just ride through it not caring to look around us and truly live while we’re in school.

It’s a common thing for us high schoolers to think of nothing but getting through school when we’re at school; we walk around blind to what may be happening with everyone else because we’re just thinking of getting through so we can get out, and I bet those other people that I’m talking about are doing the same thing. To so many of us, school is a place to get your work done, (maybe) try to get good grades, joke around with your friends at lunch, and then go home so we can live what we call our lives.

If we take the time to observe the people we are around all day, we may see through the thing they want us to see and find ourselves looking at who they really are, flaws and greatness alike. How often do we really talk to those we spend time with? Not just exterior “what’s up?” talking, real conversation. And I know it’s hard, because we all have other things to focus on, I’m just wondering what our lives would look like if we started doing that. It makes time seem a little more interesting when we feel like we’re really doing something.

But time just keeps going, and it only knows how to wait; it’s waiting for us to do something with it. Our lives aren’t just going to start after we wait enough time, time is constant, and it doesn’t define us. We define the time we have been given, so it’s up to us and us alone to make the most of it. Luckily though, we aren’t alone…