By Aly Kirke, TIWP Student
When I think about life before, I miss it. I miss it a lot, but I can’t help but remember being almost just as bored then as I am now. I didn’t like going to school. Everything felt repetitive. I know that they say the grass is always greener on the other side, but I can’t help but wonder if once this is over I’ll be bored with life once again. Or maybe I’m realizing life isn’t as boring as I made it seem.
I long to watch my grandma dance in the kitchen again as she cooks. I’d give almost anything to feel a crisp ocean breeze and hear kids at play. I want to laugh with my friends, to eat cocoa puffs as we chat with a strange movie playing in the background. I want to go to a party, even though they aren’t even that fun. I want to take videos of classmates I hardly know as they drunkenly doing something stupid, to find new places and do things that scare me. I want to bask in every normal second. I just hope I will appreciate the normalcy when it finally comes.