Forward Looking

Life is so freaking exciting. I cannot WAIT to get older. And older. And older. It may sound crazy, but I look forward to turning 40, 65, 82. I know, I say this now and sound young and ignorant and carefree, but seriously. Can you even imagine what will happen within the next 2o years? I mean sure, there will be pain, and hurt, and plenty of hard times, but there will also be so much joy and pleasure in loving and learning and being. I look forward to learning more about existentialism. About God. And myself. I look forward to watching people grow and change. To losing bets about how long it will be before people start having kids (I seem to give people the benefit of the doubt). And man, oh MAN do those house boats on East Lake Union keep on looking more and more awesome. I really look forward to being shaped more and more by God with time, and finding the joy in that every day. To the surprise that hits me every time I see the youngest sibling of old family friends, and proclaiming each time how impossible it must be for them to be so old already (14, really??!! Hight school?!), while at the same time wondering why they've stayed young longer than anyone I know. I look forward to adding more and different types of foreign currency to my change jar (especially in bill form). To new and changed faces in cherished photos. And lastly, to more random nights that keep me up until 4am writing blogs that will make me sorry that I didn't go to bed earlier instead. Meh, what are you gonna do?