I wonder what my life will look like in ten years' time. It scares me that the future is unknown, yet it thrills me. I wonder what faces will surround me on a daily basis, if the people in my life now are merely passing through or if they are here to stay. I contemplate what is permanent, and what is temporary. I puzzle over what will occupy my time. How will I make a living? Will I be living? Will I wish I could relive my life ten years ago? I pray God will stay with me, wherever my life leads me. I pray my wish comes true. I pray I will be living in true happiness and find true love. I think everyone deserves that in this life, at least.
I am seventeen-years-old. It is 29 July 2015, on a Wednesday. I should be doing homework.