Today Never Promises a Tomorrow

I leave for my cross- country trip in 10 days and in light of the recent events in Boston, I feel more prepared then ever before. Never have I felt strong of an urge to LIVE. I’ve been dwelling with the facts for the past few days and like everyone else, I’m truly disgusted in humanity. It just seems like we’ll never get it right. I woke up this morning with a clear vision of what I want to do with my life: help others. It may sound vague to the rest of you, but its enough for me. Since I graduated college, I’ve been afraid of what the future holds. Too shy to send in job applications, and too lazy to make a resume. I would always tell people I want to work with cameras, or I want to work with food, or I want to work with kids. These answers have never been enough for myself and I’m sure they haven’t impressed anyone else either. But this morning when I woke up, I realized that all I really want to do is help others. And finally, this was enough. It dawned on me that I’ll never be able to change everyone and I will never be able to fix these broken human beings, but there ARE things that I can change and there ARE people that I can fix. I can only hope and wish that the other people on this planet play their role as well. If we can’t take care of eachother, then there’s no chance we can take care of this earth we live in.

So, as I was saying, my trip starts in 10 days. We’ve adapted to this world so that we can thrive in it’s atmosphere. Our bodies are just the vesicles we have created through adaptations to protect our contents. I plan on taking full advantage of it. For all I know, this is the only time I will ever exist. I would love to see the world around me simply because I will never have the chance to see it again. Everyone expects to live forever; we think that time moves slowly. If my life ended sooner than I expected it to, I would want to have made sure that I took advantage of it.

One day, things will change. I can only hope they change for the best. But for now, stay strong Boston and continue being kind to one another after this whole thing blows over. Be kind to eachother and even if you help one person a day by holding a door or carrying a heavy bag, you’ve done something and you’ve left your mark.