From: Korrin

Let me introduce myself; I am Korrin. The "other K/Cori". My wonderful friend invited me to be a more active participant in this blog by granting me guest author rights, so here I am.

 

I am complexly simply, (thank you Shay).   A creative… adventurous… nerd.

 

I also am really, really busy.  For the most part I love it, but when it comes to having time to write thoughtful, insightful blog posts that will not make Cori roll her eyes, the only time I can think to carve out is while I am riding the train to work.  So here is my very first post that started out as a comment to Cori’s post about peaking in high school and that was “typed” on my iphone, on the train, very early in the morning.

My life is the most important thing in existence.  It is the one thing I have; it is the one thing that I get to choose how to spend. Each day is granted to me, a day of conscious human life, to spend or waste. Existence is the summary of a lifetime of moments, well spent it is a cumulative triumph, when lived without intentionality it becomes a waste that is easier to look away from.

 

To have peaked in high school is to have an existence that is consciously or unconsciously wasted from the point of adulthood on. To say that someone peaked in high school would be to say that at the moment they come into their own, chose nothing and instead indulge in every conceivable anesthetic to the reality of life: television, relationships, work, alcohol, drugs the list could fill quite a page.

 

To get up every morning to face what the day brings with awe and reverence, to spend it without any of the narcotics that are so easy to fall into, to look back at it, to contemplate, to learn and grow.

 

This is the essences of life, embrace it! The joy, the heart ache, the disappointments, the triumphs! Take it and live it! Pull away the numbing barrier that you have place between youself and existence.

Comments

[Cori]

Thanks Korrin! I am glad we are in agreement that one should never "peak" (esp in high school) and then let the rest of their life go to waste. Ugh. What a sad way to live.

Anyways, I look forward to your early morning train posts -- you write much better in the early morning than I could ever dream.