So I’ve decided to slow down.
How do you slow down, when everything’s going so fast? I’m not entirely sure. I have more events to worry about than I can count on fingers, toes, ears, and knuckle hairs.
Isn’t everything about speed nowadays? Speeding tickets, instant messenger, living life in the fast lane. It’s easy to get lost. I don’t know where my last semester went. Or my entire freshman year. Everyone remembers those little glimpses. Sometimes some of those glimpses are better than the big memories. I remember studying Bio 51 at 4 AM in the John B. basement with Ishaan when everyone else was asleep. I remember Erika sitting with me in the UC on the last day of school, while I had to wait for my dad to pick me up. I remember making Macaroni and Cheese with Andrew. I remember studying for a practical with Bryant instead of playing blind hide-and-go-seek in the basement. Of course I remember. But I don’t remember 80% of everything else. I don’t remember what I ate for dinner that one time. I hardly remember what I did on that first Tiger Night, but I remember I met Vienna Liu.
Maybe these little moments are better than the big ones. Those moments that are so meaningless to everyone else that they aren’t worth bringing up. Maybe life isn’t about what fraternities you pledge, or how many trips to San Francisco you take, how many potlucks you plan, or how many movies you watch. Maybe it’s not even about the late nights of board games, the late nights of studying, or the forgettable lunches. It’s about the moments you can’t plan.
And so how do I get more of those moments? Is it even possible?
Taking one day at a time is all I can do. Hour by hour, moment by moment…
And just hoping just one more of those will stick.
