Start & Finish
I'm in one of those retrospective, introspective, extrospective, futrospective moods that I am sometimes prone to.
Been thinking recently about beginnings and endings. From the relatively unimportant such as seasons and breaks from work, to the important such as life.
Eras. That’s what I’ve really been thinking about. You don’t really seem to think about the beginning of an era. You always talk about the end of an era. I suppose that’s because its so much easier to define the end rather than the beginning.
There are many era ends that people go through. The end of childhood is, I suppose the one that hits us all. That time when we are no longer excited about the presents that Santa’s gonna bring us, and when we start to realise that our parents aren’t all conquering omnipotent forces. Eventually we come to realise that we are not in actual fact immortal and that we may actually die. I’m nearly there I promise.
There are also other ends. For me a big one was the end of University life. That point when I realised that I was no longer to be surrounded by hundreds of ‘friends’ and that I had to move into the ‘real’ world and get a job. That was a difficult one for me. I really struggled with the adjustment. When I moved back in with my parents I thought I was going to go mad within a week.
But its interesting how we just seem to adapt to our circumstances and find something, maybe strength, maybe patience, maybe just plain acceptance, that will get us through the change.
The end of relationships is another one that I have found difficult in the past. I suppose, depending how it ends, that it’s the fact that its such a huge change to your life that makes it so difficult. You go from living your life with and for another person with them doing the same, to it all suddenly changing. You no longer have this other person to wander through your life with. You no longer have any rights over them and they over you. It’s a very weird feeling, and something that has taken a lot of getting used to in the past.
But the thing I find most interesting is, however hard all these ends of eras have been. I have gotten past them, and I have moved on. I no longer get sad about the fact that I know that Father Christmas isn’t really coming on Christmas Eve, and I have accepted that I’m no longer a 19 year old student. And I’m happy with it. I think it all seems so hard at the time because, as I’ve said, the beginnings of new eras aren’t as easily noticeable as the ends. And I think people sometimes get so caught up with the ends that they completely fail to notice that a new stage of life is upon them, that has the potential to be better than anything beforehand.
There’s a saying that goes ‘You don’t know what you’ve got till its gone.’ And I think it’s often true, but I also think it doesn’t always have to be. Look around you, take in your surroundings, and the people who are there with you. And not always, but definitely sometimes, life might seem a little better for it.
End Of Waffle.
Lates.
Matt The Hat.
Been thinking recently about beginnings and endings. From the relatively unimportant such as seasons and breaks from work, to the important such as life.
Eras. That’s what I’ve really been thinking about. You don’t really seem to think about the beginning of an era. You always talk about the end of an era. I suppose that’s because its so much easier to define the end rather than the beginning.
There are many era ends that people go through. The end of childhood is, I suppose the one that hits us all. That time when we are no longer excited about the presents that Santa’s gonna bring us, and when we start to realise that our parents aren’t all conquering omnipotent forces. Eventually we come to realise that we are not in actual fact immortal and that we may actually die. I’m nearly there I promise.
There are also other ends. For me a big one was the end of University life. That point when I realised that I was no longer to be surrounded by hundreds of ‘friends’ and that I had to move into the ‘real’ world and get a job. That was a difficult one for me. I really struggled with the adjustment. When I moved back in with my parents I thought I was going to go mad within a week.
But its interesting how we just seem to adapt to our circumstances and find something, maybe strength, maybe patience, maybe just plain acceptance, that will get us through the change.
The end of relationships is another one that I have found difficult in the past. I suppose, depending how it ends, that it’s the fact that its such a huge change to your life that makes it so difficult. You go from living your life with and for another person with them doing the same, to it all suddenly changing. You no longer have this other person to wander through your life with. You no longer have any rights over them and they over you. It’s a very weird feeling, and something that has taken a lot of getting used to in the past.
But the thing I find most interesting is, however hard all these ends of eras have been. I have gotten past them, and I have moved on. I no longer get sad about the fact that I know that Father Christmas isn’t really coming on Christmas Eve, and I have accepted that I’m no longer a 19 year old student. And I’m happy with it. I think it all seems so hard at the time because, as I’ve said, the beginnings of new eras aren’t as easily noticeable as the ends. And I think people sometimes get so caught up with the ends that they completely fail to notice that a new stage of life is upon them, that has the potential to be better than anything beforehand.
There’s a saying that goes ‘You don’t know what you’ve got till its gone.’ And I think it’s often true, but I also think it doesn’t always have to be. Look around you, take in your surroundings, and the people who are there with you. And not always, but definitely sometimes, life might seem a little better for it.
End Of Waffle.
Lates.
Matt The Hat.
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