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Epistle To A Friend
Epistle To A Friend
Nick Drotar
5/6/21
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My dearest friend, As I sit here on this damp, rainy Wednesday morning I ponder the existence
of life and the universe. I think about what the meaning of everything around us could be, what
the deeper purpose of all of it is. As I gaze at the rain falling from the heavens above, I reflect on
how different things could be even with the most miniscule differences of the past. How much
different would life be right now if we never crossed paths? How different could my life be if I
could go back and undo a few mistakes I made in the past? In the grand scheme of things,
mistakes usually help us more than they hurt us. You can’t grow as a person if you can’t come to
peace with your mistakes. About a fortnight ago, I had a dream. I dreamt of everyone I have ever
loved in life (you included), living in the most beautiful meadow you could ever imagine, with
the sky gleaming a spectrum of colors so vivid it felt like you could go up and touch them with
your own two hands. The sun glistened an iridescent rainbow color, and you could even see a
Saturn-esque ring planet faintly in the distance. In this fantasy there were no bad days, no
negative people, absolutely nothing to bring down the spirit of the ones closest to me. It was the
most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed, and the feeling was indescribable. Sadly, this dream
was bittersweet, as I awoke the next morning crestfallen that this dream world was really nothing
more than a dream. I wanted to escape reality; I didn’t feel like dealing with any of my problems,
I just wanted to go back to this fantasy. The entirety of my week felt ruined, as this dream
crowded my mind constantly. A little over a week later, still as gloomy as ever, I decided to go
for a walk. Contemplating life more than ever, I eventually made it to a clifftop with an overlook
of muddy fields from below. Up here while staring at the grey skies above, I had the most
important realization of my life. I spent the entire week feeling sorrowful and detached from
reality, when I could have been making the most of the reality I’m living in. No living creature
on this planet knows 100% sure of exactly what happens in the afterlife. Could you imagine
spending all of the time you have on this Earth sulking about a fantasy that isn’t real? Whenever
anyone enters this world, they have a certain amount of time they get to spend before everything
is said and done. Nobody knows how much time you get, so you have to make the most of life
while you’re still here. It’s okay to have blue days, because after all we’re only human, not a soul
on this planet is completely perfect. But, if you spend all of your time in this world worrying
about things you have no control over, you’re going to drive yourself crazy with worry and fear.
Best Wishes,
Nick Drotar