1. I have noticed recently that the hours of time I spend alone directly correlates to the amount of existentialist philosophical musing I am apt to do on any given day.
2. However, conversely, sometimes being with other people just causes me to think about the ephemeral nature of life and the complexities of our larger universe that I will never quite understand.
3. Summer is a strange time of year in which I spend most of the time feeling both elated and desperately sad at once for absolutely no reason.
4. I wonder if the rest of the year I truly have a different experience or if I only pretend that I do.
5. Sometimes it really bothers me when people leave off the periods at the ends of their sentences, and sometimes it doesn’t.
6. It bothers me an awful lot when people write letters but don’t sign them.
7. “It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time” are lyrics from the song “Goodbye to You” by Michelle Branch. It is probably one of the most relatable phrases I have come across.
8. Realizing you don’t love someone anymore, and that you still care deeply about them but that you just can’t care about them in the way that you used to, is probably one of the scariest things there is. And it happens really slowly and you don’t notice it at first, and then you do but you pretend you don’t, and then one day you’re sitting in the rain with a girl who wants to kiss you and all you can think is “the tree across the street looks so beautiful in this weather.”
9. It’s like the way things fall apart sometimes— so slowly and subtly you don’t know it’s happening until you’re looking at the remains of what you thought your life would be.
10. But endings are just a different kind of beginning, really, and destruction and creation are so linked together that sometimes it’s impossible to see which is really going on. My go-to answer is usually both.
11. If I look back on this two years from now I am going to wince and call myself a pretentious little shit
12. I don’t know if the degree to which I immerse myself in fictional realities is worrisome or not.
13. I’ve grown up being a lover of books and movies and stories. I don’t think that’s a bad thing. It has led me to some of my deepest friendships, fostered my creativity, and informed the way I move through the world. Fictional reality has taught me how to be brave and be individual and how to laugh. But I sometimes wonder if I am hiding in other people’s stories so I can avoid living my own.
14. Then again, they say reality is just a different kind of fiction.
15. When we say “they” do we ever know who we mean?
16. And also with the word we?
17. Whoever has made the argument that fiction doesn’t hurt as much as reality never had to suffer through realizing Harry Potter was over.
18. Wanting is a really weird emotion and I’m not entirely sure how I feel about it.
19. I am definitely going to regret writing this later.
20. Have more of a heart, Future Self! Be more flexible!
21. I hope people write just as many letters to their selves of the future as they do their selves of the past.
22. Being able to relate to things is one of the coolest feelings in the world.
23. I think I’m sad right now, but I can’t really tell because whenever I get sad I also get philosophical and confused and try to remedy it with as many books as possible.
24. I really need to start accepting the fact that things end.
25. No one moment is ever the same as any moment before or after it, and instead of feeling sad about that I should recognize the beauty in the uniqueness of time.
26. I need to stop putting off the end of things.