What The Circus Meant For Me
I remember when the circus was nothing more than a dream, but in the blink of an eye, one of the best experiences of my life came to an end. It was not merely a memorable event, but a harsh slap in the face, the utter realization that life is passing by, and that we are indeed growing up. When doing the circus I became aware of the fact that every good thing comes to an end, and how important it is to be grateful and conscious of the times when positivity and bliss are bursting.
The circus was a turning point which changed the way I saw experiences. I am still unable to get past the fact that it has come to an end and I honestly don’t know why. Different experiences are assimilated differently by each individual, and for me, it was one which touched me at a profound level. The realization that everything and everyone is brief, temporary, intrigued me. So much happened in those months that I was nothing but utterly overwhelmed. When it so suddenly concluded I felt perplexed and anxious, as I came to the shocking realization of the little time I have left with the family I’ve had for so long. Why had something so good happened so instantaneously? Why was time running so fast all of the sudden?
I wanted to stay longer, but time does not stop for anyone or anything, and for me, that’s absolutely terrifying. Even though I would do absolutely everything to stop growing and stay as I am, I have accepted that I simply can not beat time. Maturing, growing, the passage of time is as inevitable, as death itself. I came to acknowledge that the next best alternative was to take advantage of the present, of every detail and moment. To be grateful of what you have here and now, to get so immersed in experiences and people, that when they come to an end, you are able to say without a shadow of a doubt that you could not have appreciated it better.
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