What Are We Waiting For?

For the past few months now, I seem to be in a constant state of "waiting." Waiting for that test grade. Waiting for the weekend. Waiting for that day when we don't have practice. Waiting for after college. Waiting for my life to start. If I could count up all the time that I spend thinking about the future, I would literally have months to spare. I'm constantly thinking about what I want to do next, where I want to go, who I want to meet. I don't think that it's a bad thing to think about the future, so long as it doesn't dictate your present in every moment. I'm excited about my future, because to be honest, I have absolutely no idea where it will take me. I have goals that I want to work towards, places where I would love to visit, things that I want to experience. But who knows what path will lead me to it all? It's the unknowing that most excites me.

I want to do it all. It's that simple. I refuse to give up that idealism and optimism. Because it is when we start to listen to those around us who so often say, "You can't do that...it's too dangerous...you're just one person...the situation can't be fixed" that we start to become like them. We can't live our lives sitting on the sideline. There are enough followers in this world who, all too often, are satisfied with the status-quo. Frankly, I refuse to accept cruelty in this world. Injustice exists in every corner of the earth, and until somebody stands up against these wrongs, the status-quo remains. And I'm not willing to tell the next generation that I was too focused on myself to speak out for those who are so often silenced in their cries for help. Stand up with me.