It's Really All Just Cosmic Insignificance

I never thought I would miss the sight of FIFA projected onto a wall, but as summer comes to a close and my friends begin to pack their belongings I find myself clinging to all the memories this summer brought me. This has undoubtedly been the most memorable summer of my life thus far. I watched more soccer games in four weeks than I've seen in my entire life, baked and cooked more foods than I probably should have eaten, and laughed more than I thought was humanly possible. The people I've been so blessed to call my friends have given me so much joy and so much love that I don't know what life will be like without them. And I don't just mean when they go off to college or when I go off to college. That will be difficult, but at some point in my life I won't talk to most or maybe even any of them. I'll look back on this summer and other times in my life and remember them and be glad I met them, but I won't see them or talk to them anymore. In thirty years or so they'll be just a memory, and that is one of the oddest things for me to contemplate. It's difficult to just live in the now when the now is all about preparing for what comes next. This year is a year of transitions and endings and beginnings. This year is about starting the rest of my life, and to be quite honest I don't feel ready for that.