Things change, I guess. But so soon?

Ugh. We found a cicada at work today. That was not fun. I still shudder thinking about it. Ick.

Apparently, all the staying up I did last night did nothing good for me. Instead that I got this freaky, intense feeling that everything is going to change, and soon, and that I have to enjoy and document every moment of it. It's pretty scary, and kind of humbling, too. Like, what have I done with my life? Nothing, it seems. I haven't lived life, really. I feel like I've just been plodding through it, heedless of many opportunities that I won't ever have again. This is so depressing.