The other day I was telling my mom about the new Facebook feature On This Day
that shows you Facebook memories from previous years. Most of my memories were from college, I told her. Posts from freshmen year popped up whose context I had no clue about. (“You didn’t give me a cookie! I hate you!!” Huh..?)
My mom pointed out that that was ten years ago.
What was ten years ago?
I WAS FRESHMEN IN COLLEGE TEN YEARS AGO?
(Just kidding, my mom doesn’t actually talk like that.)
After our conversation, long lost memories resurfaced.
The celebratory song I used to put on as soon as astronomy class was over. (I used to power-walk away from that building so fast..) The freshmen on my hall who were my first friends at college. (Some of whom are still my friends.) The terrible Houston humidity that ruined my hair the first day of Orientation Week.
It’s crazy to me that that was ten years ago.
People always ask you to envision your life in ten years.
Well, I’m sure I never pictured anything close to where I am now. Living by the beach in Korea teaching English, super-involved in a church on fire for God, not planning to move back home any time soon, Classical music a secret part of my life no one knows about.
I like that life is unpredictable, though. I’m pretty sure I never really tried to envision my future life years ago because it seemed impossible, and I still don’t, because it still seems impossible. I like that. I like being surprised.