“Don’t blink, you might miss it.”
I have a lot of trouble with this phrase.
The fear of missing out is a crippling one, and “don’t blink” only empowers the anxiety we naturally feel about not being able to do everything. While the phrase is supposed to encourage us to live in the moment and enjoy things while they last, it actually makes us fear change and endings.
Not all endings are bad, and in fact most endings indicate a beginning. We live in cycles, and just because one ends doesn’t mean the next one will be dissatisfying.
As I come to the end of my first year of college, I’m starting to realize that my days here will expire. Each semester has an end date, and eventually I’ll graduate and leave this place behind for a new beginning.
I won’t lie and say I’m not scared of the future or that I don’t fear missing out. I already miss this place and the friends that have become family, and I haven’t even left yet.
Part of me is trying not to blink. I’m trying to value as much of my time here as I can. But we have to let some things pass and welcome new arrivals with an open mind. If I never blinked, my eyes would hurt.