Maybe it’s the whole jumping forward an hour for daylight’s savings last week or maybe it’s just the mid-March blues, but lately I’ve had one thing on my mind again. The future.
It might be because the semester is halfway through so all around work colleagues are buzzing: What are your plans for the summer? The next school year? What else are you working on right now? Is this all you’re doing?
I have no solid answers to give so I just smile and deflect. So far it’s worked.
But the truth is these questions and dozens of others are plaguing me constantly. I want to figure it out, whatever it is.
Yesterday, I decided to put on Back to the Future Two. It just felt like appropriate timing.
Within the first few minutes of the movie, I was glad I did. Turns out, Doc is called Doc for a reason. The man built a time machine! Of course he would have answers about the future!
Yes! Doc’s onto something. Too many questions! For what? It will come to me, right? I’ll figure out what I’m supposed to be doing, right? That’s when Doc had another pearl of wisdom.
Doc: “No one should know too much about their own destiny.”
Okay, let’s face it. I’m the person who wants to know. I seek out spiritual readers. I read my tarot. I swing my pendulum for answers. Heck, I even give my 8 ball a solid shake from time to time. But maybe, just maybe, Doc has a point. It’s okay for me not to know everything right this minute. It’s okay not to have the answers everyone seems fixated on asking.
The rest of the movie didn’t offer much else to me and I remembered why the first one is the better film, but it was still nice to get an escape from all my thoughts for a while.
Thank you for the break,