A Day in the Life of a Teenager

Things move fast. They always move fast. They slow and then accelerate, as if their only goals were to throw consciousness spinning out the window to fly with time. There never seems to be enough time. It drips between fingers with apathy.
School, friends, homework, family, jobs, church?: they whisk by each day faster than the last. The students, children at heart, adults at mind, try to cope with the tidal wave of information and activity that is crammed into the prime years of human life. It can be overwhelming; it can strain the mind.
But it is not a problem. The speed, the mass, the senseless activity that accompanies teenage life is not negative. It is very positive; it trains and supports the teens for adulthood. And they enjoy it, for the most part, should they choose to. Their day, although fleeting in the scope of things, is wholly important in itself. They make it important, with the dramas and successes and relationships that they don’t realize yet are all just parts of life.
So they bring it all on. As much as they can handle, they take, because that is what makes those years the best of their lives. They are teenagers, and their names are “Busy.”