I’m So Happy That I Don’t Know What Tomorrow Will Bring

There isn’t a lot that I know we for sure have in common, but there are a few important things. For one, I know that we are both alive right now. I also know that one day we won’t be. I have no idea what’s going to happen tomorrow. And neither do you.

People can ask us where we want to be in 10 years, 5 years, 3 months, next week, but these answers that we give are nothing more than a simple wish and projection of the mind. None of us know where the hell we’ll be in any given length of time. We only know where we are right now, and we know where we’ve been. I’m pretty sure if we were to go back and ask ourselves 5 years ago where we wanted to be or thought we’d be now, the answer would not measure up to reality. I know that this can be depressing in some ways, but in a lot of ways, it’s one of the most beautiful things about being alive. Think about it. How many times have you assumed that your life was the way it was, only for it to completely change before your eyes? Think about how lost we all felt during middle school. We all still feel pretty lost now, but no one is stressing about middle school anymore. So then, why are we stressing the now? It’s all we’ve got. And it’s for damn sure going to change in the next year, in the next month, in the next week, in the next moment.

Tomorrow could answer something you asked a long time ago. Tomorrow could bring you a new question that you won’t find the answer to until you’re in your mid-forties. But you know what? This is such a gift. Literally, anything could happen. You never need a reason to be excited because who knows what sort of fortune you’ll stumble upon tomorrow. I realize that the bad stuff comes the same way, but I’m pretty sure we all stress more about the potential bad stuff than we do relish in the potential magic that is the unknown. That’s sort of how we changed when we grew up, isn’t it? We stopped believing in Santa and started believing in inevitable doom. Yes, we are all going to die. But isn’t that what makes living worth it? Isn’t that what makes all of this so goddamn spectacular?

You could kick it while rolling the dice. But better to do that than to never hold the dice at all. Dream with your eyes closed, but live with your eyes open because you never know what hand you’re going to be dealt next. The truth is, we all have a rootless existence. The only thing we are tied to is our life’s inevitable close. So why not believe that the best is going to happen? Why not decide that something wonderful is just around the corner? It’s easier to believe the opposite, but life is already difficult enough. So, why not believe in the seemingly impossible? Why not believe that things could be better than you would ever map out in a 10-year plan?