Tonight I began to think about life and the way things work. With the influence of Catch and Release and Grey’s Anatomy fresh in my mind I realized that life is full of things and experiences that will never occur again. As cheesy and annoying the phrase “live every day like it’s your last” is, there is so much truth to it. Sometimes it is impossible to know when something is occurring for the last time. As dumb as this sounds, it hit me on my drive home tonight that that drive would be the last one I would have as Champ as my car. I know I get attached to inanimate objects way too often and that it’s just a car…but is it? I’m not proposing that he’s an autobot or anything (he totes is) but life is made up of the objects that we use everyday. These objects whether we realize it or not, hold all kinds of memories and experiences. I know that Champ has been with me through a majority of my bratty teen years, and thinking about all of those memories no longer being clearly reminded to me every time I go for a drive is slightly sad. I know that if anyone is reading this they are rolling their eyes, but I’m still a sappy senior regardless of the fact that I have graduated. The morale of this story is that I realized that I need to start appreciating the life, people, and experiences around me because sooner or later I will have to move on and all I’ll be able to do is wave goodbye and review the memories in my head. Meow.
