Today and Tomorrow

You're not supposed to die at 18. You're not supposed to get killed right after high school. That's not the way it's supposed to go. If you have dreams, you're supposed to be given the opportunity to pursue them. If you have talent, you're supposed to live up to it. You're supposed to live.

But life doesn't go how it's supposed to.

I've wondered if I should write about. How I would write about it. It's been one week since the train crash. One week since what wasn't supposed to happen, did happen. Maria was a great person. She was fun, vivacious, kind, and extremely talented. She was supposed to be someone. She was supposed to become a designer. One who I would be able to say, "I knew her when". When you hear about something like a train crash you don't think that it is gonna affect you. I didn't. I felt a momentary sadness but then I ignored it. When the death toll reached 18, I cringed. When it reached 25, I was sad. When Maria became that 25, I was devastated. You aren't supposed to know the people who die in those accidents.

She never even had the real chance to be someone. We plan for the future because we expect it to be there. I planned to live for the future. It didn't matter if I didn't do all that I wanted now because I could do it later. I would put off opportunities to work hard because I was young. I chose to postpone my own happiness. But I can't. She never did.

I want to be in the music business. I want to manage a band. I want to work for Ironworks. I want to plan a music festival. I can start now. I should start now. I'm emailing companies, figuring out my major and where I want to transfer to. I'm going to talk to the college and see if we can set up a festival. And I'm going to do it now.

Maria's death should be a wake-up call. A reminder. Life doesn't go the way you plan it so you should live it.

Maria taught me that. Plan for tomorrow but live for today.

Let's just hope I actually do it.