Life.

Dear Friend,

Just got home from Shreveport. That ride seems to get longer every month. When I got home, I found out that one of my former close friends had bossed my little sister around. That, my friend, is a BIG no-no. I can take being bossed around, or made fun of, or whatever for a little while, but when you do that to MY little sister?! Oh no... that's bad.

So, I had a conversation with her. She's pretty pissed. But then again, so am I.

I yearn for the magical age of 30. A long time ago, I decided that 30 is the perfect age. Most 30 year-olds are intelligent, mature, and have some life experience. Or maybe I'm just imagining that. I wish my generation was more mature.

I always think that things will be better somewhere else, or when I'm older. I want to test that theory. I doubt it's true. I still am counting down from my graduation date, however. I just want to start "life". Well, I guess I have, in a sense. It all depends on your definition of life. Let me see what Webster thinks...

Life- noun- the condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally.

That's not helpful.

So, what's MY definition of life? Good question. I guess there is no "correct" definition, besides the whole "opposite of death" idea. Life can be experiencing happiness. Life can be an activity or hobby that makes you smile. Life can be your children, your sister, your parents. Life can be Jesus, or another religious figure. Life can be acheiving a goal.

Well, that's enough deep thinking for today.

Thanks for reading.

Love always,
Sara