the year is 2020. philip rivers no longer plays with the san diego chargers and kobe bryant is gone. i’m in my last year of college and life seems to be a coin flip in the air. except there aren’t two possible paths to my story, there’s at least a dozen, if not more. i wish life wasn’t this complicated, but i’d rather complication than indifference. i’m trying to get the best of my emotions, but these past few weeks they’ve been getting the best of me. i have to remind myself it’ll be alright as this valley i’m in is surrounded by mountains. destination for aspiration, journey for fulfillment. I have to make it clear to myself i’ll reach a point where i can reflect on both one day.
if i could live life on repeat, i’d live in the mid-2000’s in los angeles where myspace is the dominant form of social media, flip phones are still fashionable, kobe plays for the lakers, phil plays for san diego, coach k coaches duke, and andy rooney still had his segment on 60 minutes. too bad if isn’t what is, and this life isn’t a repeat process.
the more i reflect, the more i’m beginning to understand this life is a linear progression with bouts of emotion on a spectrum of perception.
-ratha, 5:11pm, 2.24.20