Defrostable Happiness

“Somehow I have to keep and hold the rapture of being 17. Every day is so precious I feel infinitely sad at the thought of all this time melting father and farther away from me as I grow older. Now, now is the perfect time of my life.” - Sylvia Plath. 

Sylvia Plath was right. I've commented upon it a few times - but I really wouldn't mind if time were to sort of freeze my feelings right now, just so I could keep it handy, in a nice sort of packet ready to be defrosted for later use.

I'm really rather happy with my life. I like to take a moment to appreciate it all, my brilliant friends, my family and just sort of where I am as a person right now. It's absolutely fantastic being this age, there's no real sense of commitment to anything. My life, and what I choose to do with it seems incredibly exciting. It's all the possibilities, they both frighten and astound me. 

All I'm really saying is, things could be a lot worse, and they're not, so I'm grateful for that. So whilst I'm all young and carefree I'm just going to try and enjoy it. I'll read books, open my mind to new ideas, paint pictures, go to gigs, make beautiful things, get things wrong, meet new people and make sure when it comes to defrosting, I'll have a very delicious treat, one which I'll savour.