Night Before Graduation

 12:22 AM, May 27, 2014. The first thing I think about before bed, is how repetitive stories have become with this first person perspective. Second thing, how by allowing the audience to be aware of your writing style it makes you, the author, seem more intelligent. But aside from all that, it is time for the cliches. That it isn't just the last four years that have gone by, but the last 18 and 10 months. Life has been a journey, sometimes more literally then others. Whether it's moving from Columbus, Ohio to the D.C area, or taking a trip to Europe, I've been around. I've seen different parts of the world. But only fractions. I've been to two of seven continents, I've been in 23 out of fifty states, and I never will see everything. In my life, I will only know what I have seen. And we cannot see everything. I will never know everything. I won't ever come close. I've felt love and heartbreak. I've felt fear and guilt. I've felt happiness and excitement, anger and anxiety, depression, and pain, but most of all, I have felt loneliness. No matter how often we are surrounded by others, we are more often alone. We are forever trapped within ourselves, barricaded inside our minds never to share the true thoughts of others. We are isolated. We can share as much as we can, we can give as much as we can, but we cannot truly feel the way someone else does. We can have similar emotions, similar experiences, similar thoughts, but never identical. It is the unique trait of man, that all men are different. We are not created equally. We are different. We all deserve equal opportunity, but there are certain parts of us that are superior to others. And just so, there are as many parts that are inferior to others. Perhaps that balance is equality. That we all share life. But we do not share the same life. We try to understand life through what we know, but because there will always be more to know, we can never truly understand. This all sounds vague, but I believe it to be true. But I cannot know it to be so. In my 18 years I have felt this way. I have always felt like people are supposed to help me, like there is a burden on us as humans. But this is not true. There is no obligation of man to perform any task. There is only will. Because we will never truly understand another person's will, we will never truly understand them. Our lives are completely unique to ourselves. We can help each other along the way, but only you can truly comprehend what it is that you want. What it is that you need. Perhaps you will need others, perhaps not. But, if you do, remember that they are not you, and they may need just as much help. We are all people, we are all different. But, we share qualities. We do not however, share minds, remember to guide yourself. Observe the world around you, so that you can better attempt to understand the people around you, and maybe it will help you learn about yourself. But if there's one thing I think I know after the short time I have lived, it's that we cannot know everything, and we will never know everything. Not even about ourselves. We will keep living, because we are always searching to understand not just what's around us, but also ourselves.