When you were 16, what did you think your life would look like? Does it look like that? Is that a good thing?
Life in the world of 1984. Orwell and Big Brother.
Days of sunshine and high school out of doors
swooning over athletes and cool kids
wishing one day she’d be one of them
or like them
or just cool.
Living in a world of music
submerged with Sting
Synchronicity and Jung slipping off her tongue
like tabs of acid
as she submerged herself in other worlds and
now wanting to be present in the one
in which she existed.
Watching the Breakfast Club and
Don’t you Forget about Me-ing herself
to her friends
as she was uprooting once again.
Knowing the future was uncertain
Knowing that because of her fractured paths
and multiple moves
she would never be close enough to anyone
or anything to ever return to it
to call home.
Fast forward to now.
As she looks upon that past,
her life is as unpredictable
as she could have guessed.
Technology has forged ties
that might have been forgotten
and some nights
she watches The Breakfast Club once again
with the same people from back then
and relishes the past and
the unpredictability of
what it brings her today.