Nothing to do but Believe

April 9th
Location: Moffitt Library, 5th floor (because the scenery is aesthetically pleasing)
Headspace: ?

This past year has been a whirlwind, both personally and as a whole...
new places, new faces, new mistakes, new realizations -
more risks, more social unrest, more liberty, more awareness -
everything, both catastrophic and revitalizing, moving rhythmically with one another
like a dance.

And, though the emotions vary from pleasant to tumultuous,
it's a beautiful sort of dance.
One that makes you cry because you know everything will be alright,
one that makes you laugh because you know there's only so much time left.

But how much time is really left?

And that, we never really know-
Both personally and as a whole.

So you just keep dancing,
["as if no one is watching"]
Or maybe you're an observer?
[to which you're watching in an unobtrusive manner]

A waltz of sorts,
with life, in the lead
and you, quickly picking up the pace from behind.

But don't hesitate -since we're all dancing the same waltz,
and tripping over our left feet.
Just take it all in,
and laugh, because you have only so much time left...

before the music stops.

-x-x-x-
Words of wisdom:
"The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts."
John Keats


-Mon