On Being Young

I think the primary way I know I'm young is that my thought life is still made up of approximately 90% future thoughts and 10% past thoughts. Having my head tilted consistently future-ward is pleasantly but exhaustively and exasperatingly active and confusing. But at this point it's preferable to gazing back at what's been. At this point I still always have the comforting, if weak, sentiment: "when I'm old I'll understand why all this happened and it will all make sense".

If only.