Hello, just a thought on life to start this off...

I've been wanting to start a blog for a while...there's no time like the present, right? I'll start with something that was on my mind, something that jump started my blog, told me that now is the time:

Life used to be like taking a Polaroid picture. You’d capture one image at a time, and then wait patiently for it to appear. You’d then keep the film as a prized possession of that one fantastic moment you were able to suspend in time. It was something to be treasured and valued. Time moved slowly, giving you a chance to recognize every moment for what it was. I can remember school days seeming to last for years and lazy summer afternoons with nothing to do but watch the clock. I used to think I was bored, but now I realize, I miss those days.

Life now is like a streaming video of images that never stops. We are constantly having images thrown at us, by the millions. A picture has become as common as a blade of grass, nothing separating it from the next. Its as if pictures don’t sit still anymore. We view such enormous amount of them on sites like facebook, that we have lost all connection to the moment. That fantastic moment you were once able to catch with a Polaroid is lost in translation. It has become nothing but a string of faces, slightly recognizable as a time and place, but mostly they just exist in cyberspace, not even as a picture, but an image. They are void of value, void of nostalgia.

Time, like pictures, seems to be moving faster than the speed of light. Days, weeks, and even months now fly by in the tic of the second hand on a clock. I can’t hold onto anything anymore. Its like I am being pushed along by a train, screaming, “Wait! I wanted to appreciate that! Wait! I want to hold onto that for a minute longer!”

My time, my life, is racing out of control.

What happens next? I’ve heard it only gets worse as you get older, but seeing as I am only 20 years old, I don’t think I’ll be able to stand it. I grasp for something, anything to hold me back, to keep me stable. I need a handrail to hold onto, a pause button, a Polaroid.