Everything starts with nothing. I mean everything if
you really think about think about it, your whole life starts with nothing.
Your parents, how did they meet? What were they doing? A simple walk, going to
the store, or the cliché he stole my cab? Would it have mattered? No , not
until there meeting which was nothing, turned into something a relationship.
To a teenager nothing is everything. Not being able
to find that special hair tie in the morning that match the strip in your
boots. Or being a half second too late that the boy you have had the biggest
crush on for the past four years have already walked by, and this would ruin the
entire day until you saw him in the hallway
an hour later, and then your bathroom break which was nothing in your
day turned into everything. The tone in somebody’s voice can through off your
whole day. How someone reacted wrong or didn’t laugh at your joke and you feel
like an outsider, which at this point for a teenager is everything but to
everybody else it’s nothing.
Most people would say “your kids you’ll get over
it!” But did they? Did they ever stop
thinking about what everybody? Does the bald man ever look in the mirror and
think today no one’s going to stare. Or the overweight women ever feel like the
clothes she’s wearing makes her look good , and not insecure. Everybody always
has insecurities, everyone. We focus on
the people who mean nothing, but there option means everything. Watching a man who’s
in his late thirties walk by he takes a quick glance at you has you walk by as
well. This man means nothing and yet all you can think about is his option of
you. This person you never meant, the person who means nothing, there option means everything.
