Dear Time

Dear Time,

I guess this is my way of expressing myself to the world. No one knows my name, and I remain Anonymous.

Honestly, I don't know why I'm even publishing this online. Maybe, deep down, I want my voice to be heard, my memories to be shared, and my life to be loved--just how I see it. I want to speak without others judging me, or telling me what to feel. I want to just be myself.

Yes, I suppose this is some sort of Time Capsule... something I'll look back on years later when I'm thirty and living in a house with a family. I'll cover my mouth in horror looking back on the reminiscences of my youth.

Or maybe, this becomes something I don't even finish.

But, I do hope that with my words, I can make some sort of difference. So that, even as the years go by and I grow older, people can look back at the lessons I've learned, the thoughts I've had, and keep them close to their heart.

And maybe, just maybe...they can share these lessons too.

It's a futile hope, but it's there.

Yours,
Anonymous