Dear Future

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.”

                                    -Abraham Lincoln

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It’s kind of scary, isn’t it? The future.

It’s this massive, looming thing that hangs over our heads, wanders around in the back of our minds, slips through our thoughts and conversations, and leaves behind this sense of wonder, a sense of fear and awe for what we don’t know.

“It is not in the stars to hold our destinies, but ourselves.”

– Shakespeare

Some people look towards the future with bright, sparkling eyes. Dream and ideas, visions and thoughts waiting to be created, to be done, experienced. There are others who know exactly where they’re going, they can see the future ahead of them, they know where they are, who they are, and what they want to do. Some people fear the future, they’re afraid of what’s to come, what will happen. They dread the days looming before them.

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And then, there are people like me, I suppose, who look towards the future with an air of curiosity.

To be honest, I don’t know what to expect of the future, I doubt anyone does. There’s so much that could happen, so much that could change, and the thing is, we’ll never know when or how they happen, or what will happen. And I’m okay with that.

“There is nothing like a dream to create the future.”

– Victor Hugo

Because the thing is, the future is something meant to be looked towards. We look back at the past, we look toward the future, but sometimes we forget that we’re standing here in the now. Sometimes we get distracted and we don’t know where we’re going or where we came from, we forget.

But that’s okay.

“The past is a ghost, the future a dream, and all we ever have is now.”

– Bill Cosby

I think the future is meant to be feared, to be adored, it’s the future. We’ll never know what’s going to happen, and that’s fine. Because what we forget really matters is living here in the now. Enjoying your life as it is and taking it in stride and never forgetting what it means to just be alive right now.

We don’t live to die, we die because we live.

“Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future. But today is a gift, that’s why it’s called the present.”

– Bil Keane

And yes, while that does mean we should always live life to the fullest, it doesn’t mean that we should be stupid. After all, there’s so much to live for. The future is scary, it hangs over us like a cloud, but not all clouds are bad, some bring rain, some bring shade, some bring dreams. It’s okay not to know what you want to do or where you want to go.

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The future isn’t meant to be stressed over or worried about. It’s something to look towards and expect, because it comes to us everyday, one step at a time, and I think we can handle that.

“Dear Future,

I am looking forward to what you bring.”

– Past

Looks towards the future, remember the past, love the now, and I think you’ll be just fine.


Holiday Spirit

“There’s happy feeling nothing in the world can buy, when you pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie.”

Christmas. Hanukah. Kwanza. Universal words for different ways of celebration. But to be honest, to me, it doesn’t matter what you celebrate or believe in. The holiday season is the holiday season, and that means busting out the Christmas music, the lights, the food, the spirit.

I really, really, love Christmas. I love the season, the time of December in general. To me, December means so many things, with the warm, fluttering happiness that comes with Christmas, and the magical, awe inspiring, regretful new years. This season is a magical time.

It’s not just a holiday. It’s a spirit in itself, a time where people feel this warm, tight feeling in their chest you can’t take away. You smile till your cheeks hurt, you shake your head and laugh but you can’t help but get so into it because that’s what it does. The holiday spirit is a force to be reckoned with, warm, fierce, enchanting.



Don’t fight it. You can’t fight it. Just embrace it. It’ll greet you with warm hugs and coffee mugs, I promise. The holiday spirit is just this great feeling that I always hope everyone can enjoy, no matter what. It’s the amazing time to be with the ones you love, curled up together and laughing. It’s this time to embrace the coming of the end with a cheer and cookies waiting by the fire. Half the fun is getting into it and participating you know. Putting everything together and watching it all fall into place as your world just slows down for this one, warm moment.

It’s time like these that you’ll find that perfect picture that just captures that moment. The one you look back at and smile because it was so nice.

What’s the harm? Maybe a little damage to your wallets, sure, but its worth the years worth of memories you make looking back and smiling at it. The holiday season is opening its arms wide just for you, and all it asks for is a small smile and to simply embrace the whole thing in return.


Instead, you’ll find yourself in a moment, a gentle, sweeping, heartfelt moment that you will remember for the rest of your life.

So everyone, do yourselves a favor and please, please allow yourself to be drowned in the holiday spirit. Get into the season and take it with everything you have because that is when you will be the most happy.


Cover up or shut up

For ages, clothing has been apart of our daily lifestyle. Clothing keeps us warm, it makes us feel safe, it shields what we hold private from the rest of the world. Clothing is our armor, or shield to what the world and what others have against us, against judging eyes to hilly breezes. Clothing is without a doubt, important.

But as of late, the issue of clothing, and how much of it we wear, has brought us to war.

No, not an actual guns ablaze, tanks rolling in, bombing kind of war. It has brought to us a war of social, mental, and emotional proportions, and now, it even threatens our education. Can you believe that? Simple pieces of cloth, gone with a simple snip, are, apparently, a “threat” to our education.

But what wonder, is whose education. Continue reading