A Sculptor's Journal: Satisfaction

[Age 15] Continuing the journal entries I made in my freshman year of high school, this piece reflects some of the darker thoughts that consumed my younger self. A popular theme in most philosophical works is existence and its meaning of it, and as someone who deeply appreciates the exploration of philosophical ideas, this piece sheds light on a time when I didn't even think that a philosophical world existed. It embodies a time when all I knew was the small Massachusetts town that I grew up in, and it was my entire world. The last line acts as an unintentional foreshadow, as my present life is so vastly different. From a personal perspective, it brings me a lot of joy and amusement when I contrast the two different points in time. The progression is beautiful to watch and even now as a college student, it strikes the thought in me that someday this moment will just be a line on a page for my future self to enjoy. It pushes me to live my life intentionally with no regrets, and it reminds me that no matter how agonizing life can get, it will pass and become a beautiful story one day.

Hope you enjoy your glimpse of my younger self.