We are living in the future.

I look at how this summer has turned out and I look back at old photos and videos from past summers/trips. It seems pretty distant. The little flashes of moments captured by my camera from the different places I've been. I hear the voices and what is said. It all looks and sounds so different from what my memories tell me took places. The moments lie to be once I get some distance and history. The mirky and trippy view my mind gives the past events isn't like the clear crispy cut of my computer screen, my screen can't lie to me, it can alter and change its mind. But my memories and my history sadly will change over and over as I get older. I'd like to think I can hold an opinion, but I am far failable in that area. Brozened and Golden years will come and go, shifting and replacing one another, and thats if Im blessed enought to have that many to exchange.

I am in a place in the world where the question really out number the answers. I am in a place where the options are far greater than ever before. And yet, it fills so much more limited. And yet, as I am probably at the very peck of the crossroads between youth and adulthood. I fill like the intersection of life choices is more like a single lane backroads far from any exciting bright lights and possiblities. A place you don't want to breakdown at any point, more like risk getting a ticket as you slam the hammer down to 75 in a 55.

But looking at phyiscal proof of past events, in time framed photos or slices of cut clips, is a far summation of what life was like back then. Looking back makes me yourn for today even more and what I need to make of today.