It still occurs to me that I might never end up finding someone who I'll spend the rest of my life with. It could, in the end, elude me permanently. I could find someone I want to spend the rest of my life with who doesn't like me, or someone could want to spend the rest of their life with me and I might not like them, or we might just like each other and there could be a problem in-between us. Any one of an infinite number of things could happen, and I could still end up dying and no-one would care. Not even to the point of saying 'Oh, y'know him from our old music class? He kicked the bucket a while ago.'I could die at any moment, and it occurs to me now that I'm, as a Shane Koyczan once put it, 'Looking for the big breakthrough' when it turns out that all the small ones are important too. From 'Broken Heartstrings Ch1' to work in progress, 'Can I Ask Something of You?'
I suppose in a way, we're all waiting for a big breakthrough. Something that'll make our lives infinitely better, that'll let us experience what no teacher taught us, let us design what our forgotten thought was, let us live less like September, and more like the sun; We don't come around and be acceptable once a year before we disappear; we rise once per day and let everyone need us, because without us they'd be so different it wouldn't be them. Change people. Only for the better.
And sure, there are the people that hate the Sun. There'll always be someone to ruin the fun of being everywhere, but don't let that make you be nowhere, because as a Shane Koyczan once said, 'Somewhere inside you there's something that made you keep trying despite everyone that told you to quit,'.
I like Koyczan. I actually call him Koyczan here because of a rule I learned the easy way in my year eight English class when the school decided to do work from the next year on half a year early because we could, and so we were doing Shakespeare and other playwrights, and someone kept calling him 'William', 'Will', 'Willy'. And so when they did that in class everyone would nod and say 'Shakespeare, yeah', like they're correcting her. And the teacher dropped the marks she would have gotten if she'd referred to the author, but unfortunately for her, not only was she 'not meant to refer to people by their first names unless you've met them in person', but also their was a 'Will' in another script we were looking at. Anyway, I always used to call writers, poets, playwrights, by both names, but I feel more colloquial (a word I learned from that same class) with Koyczan than Shakespeare. none the less, I still struggle to pronounce his last name.
It still occurs to me that maybe there's a few people that I'll have to be with to find out some values or some rules I might need when I meet the person that I'm destined for so much as destiny is a thing. It still occurs to me that, just like everyone in two or three of our classes suggested for two years straight, maybe me and this girl should try it out. She's almost completely new to it, and I've only tried it twice.