Blurring Together

I try not to think of time as passing slowly or quickly, but rather just passing. The best moments of our lives are always moving much faster than we'd like, slipping out from under us as we exist in them, and no matter how hard we try to hold on to them, they will eventually pass. Regardless of this simple truth, I always dig my finger nails in hopes to slow those days of awesomeness. Even if I can't freeze moments and live in them forever, I make sure that I take little pieces of them with me.

Having just graduated, I've been told many times, "I can't believe you're graduating, it seems like yesterday that you were moving in and starting your freshman year." In some ways, I can understand this sentiment and think, "Holy shit, where the hell did four years go?" But then I think back to all of the thinks I did, people I met, opportunities I missed, moments I seized. I remember the days that were the best of my life and those I wouldn't have minded staying in bed. This short journey, which I find healthy to take often, makes me think that these were not four quick years, but rather quite the opposite.

College has been a trip. There has been so much that it does blur together a bit (there were weeks when I definitely felt like this photo). But when looking over the whole experience, I realize that they were four long years packed with the good and the bad and constant reminders that I am alive and present.


Not So Static taken outside Hitchcock Hall, Dartmouth College, Hanover, NH. This photo was taken tonight, my last night in Hanover, NH, my first night as an alumni of Dartmouth College.