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Now ‘n’ later

I can’t decide if I should look back or look forward.

Looking back, I see how far I’ve come, how far we’ve come, and it gives me a feeling of disbelief at how much can be accomplished in just four short years. I still have the same haircut, but I am at least 3 inches taller and I have more than one hoodie (RIP freshman hoodie).

Looking back at all that has been constructed by my peers and myself makes me want to look forward, though. If a group of 14 year olds could do so much in such little time, imagine what a group of 18 year olds can do (realistically, probably way less than the 14 year olds).

Looking into the future, just 6 months from now most of our worlds will be completely different, and we’ll be different too, but we won’t know because we will feel just like the 14 year olds that walked into LHS and were greeted by the booming voice of Ms. Prestel shouting about how incredible it is to be freshmen. And that makes me want to look back again and say huh this whole “giving college the college try” thing won’t be tremendously terrible.

This back and forth, this flip flopping between way back then and way down the road seems to be unavoidable for most of us, as we like to remember the good times and hope for more of them.

Wouldn’t it be nice to combine those two concepts? If somehow, we were able to combine the fond memories of yesteryear and the delights that await us in our picture of what our future will hold, that would be the ideal situation in which to live. We are living it, though. The combination of the past and the future is the present.

The back and forth is stopped if we just decide to live in the now. That’s probably the largest thing I’ve learned at Littleton. It was one of those things I picked up without really knowing when and how I learned it. It’s been like riding a bike. Once I picked it up I’ve never forgotten how to do it. Having one eye on the future and one eye remembering the past has enabled me to decide that sometimes sleepless nights are worth it because the memories you made with people at that show one time are much more lasting than the one assignment you skipped the concert for.

Bouncing between then and later has put me in the now, and has helped me realize the present is a present and shouldn’t be taken for granted. Doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing right now has become the most essential thing for me. I know I’ll look back on all the things I did and will hope I can say that I got the most I could out of them.

But, regardless of if you’re so tied up in the past or in the future, skipping school for concerts should always be priority number one.