I have seen more sunrises in the past two months than I have in my entire life. It's impressive, I guess, but for the fact that... potentially... I will be seeing sunrises like this every weekday morning 9 months out of a year. Thinking about life in terms of waking up at 6 am 5 days a week... it's depressing. And daunting. Without a doubt.
I miss milestones. I think I've passed most of them in my life, with a few notable exceptions. But I remember! The days of thinking... oh, life is going to be so different. I can't wait til I ____________. Get to college. Turn 21. Move out and live on my own. Life is really really exciting for the first 25 years, and then what do you have to look forward to? Gray hair? First wrinkles? Turning 50? Dying?
Oh wow, I am super depressed now. I will cheer myself up by looking at pictures of Daniel Henney.
There. All better.
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