...wake me up

These past two weeks have been a blur, which for some reason has begun to feel "normal". This whole year seems to be flying by! And I am constantly reminded that I am a senior and that this year is the last one I will have here. Yet, that feeling brings such excitement. The future or well next semester may seem terrifying but why?

Is it because society sets us up to think that you have to have a job right after you graduate?
or because my family pushes me constantly to succeed?
or because we as a people cannot see the justification of taking a "break" or "vacation"? (maybe that one is just me)

Honestly, I don't know-  I think we are conditioned at a very young age to be "great" and to do amazing things (eg. Generation on a Tightrope). The questions remains:  how we are meant to do those things?

I guess my point with this blog is that as time runs out our desire to be great does not, so how then can we reach the level we want to without having all the time in the world to reach it?

Time as a constant seems to define our reality. I wonder then can we ever reach the reality we desire if there isn't any time (or if we believe that we as a people do not have enough time)? I mean look at how people define life in its relation to time:

Live every day as if it's your last; 

Live. Laugh. Love; 

Live life to the fullest; 

Live as if you were to die tomorrow

Why is it that we associate with not having enough time to death? Why can it not simply be related to living a happy, healthy life? Maybe the answer stems from the fact that we fear the unknown, which is odd since every, single day is a constant unknown.

I'll end with this....just wake me up...(because apparently sleep really is for the dead)