And in that moment, I swear, we were infinite.

The summer before I began highschool, I received homework in the mail. I was to choose two books off of a reading list, read them, and write two seperate book reports. The first book I chose was "To Kill a Mockingbird". I liked it. The second book I chose was "Watership Down". My mom had recommended it, she said it was a really good book.
She was wrong.
That book sucked.
 I didn't finish.
 If you've never read it, it's basically just a bunch of talking bunny rabbits being ruled by a tyrranical dictator bunny. I mean, I never made it past page 20, but that's basically the whole book.
So there I was, about a week before I started school, and I still needed to read a book. I read through the list again, and a title caught my eye.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower.
Charlie stole my heart.
This book is an excellent story, and I won't give you a summary, because I've already ranted for ten minutes, and this post isn't even actually about books at all.
But the main character of The Perks of Being a Wallflower is this boy Charlie.
I like how Charlie thinks.
He talks a few times about feeling infinite. He talks a lot about remembering things and wishing he knew then how happy he really was. One of my favorite parts of the book is this:
       "When we hit the tunnel, all the sound got scooped up into a vacuum, and it was replaced by a song on the tape player. A beautiful song called "Landslide." When we got out of the tunnel, Sam screamed this really fun scream, and there it was. Downtown. Lights and buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. And in that moment, I swear, we were infinite. Love always, Charlie."

And in that moment, I swear, we were infinite.
I swear.
We were infinite.
Infinite.
To have no beginning, and no end.
To go on forever.
Forever and ever.

Two nights ago, my friends and I went fishing on the beach.
We had a campfire, fished in the ocean, sat around in a circle, got in an-inyourface-screaming-match over whether or not Pocahontas is an actual princess (she is.) we laughed together, talked about the future, ran from the waves, watched the jellyfish glow in the dark, screamed when Kara caught a fish (which was actually just another one of our fishing poles) and jumped up from our seats every time the cops patrolled the beach.
And I swear, we were infinite.

Everything on Earth is finite. It starts and it ends.
Moments are finite.
They begin and they end.
But within a moment, is infinity.

Sitting on the beach with my friends I felt infinite.
We're all a little infinite.
I believe that.
We're all gonna die one day.
But in a way, we will always exist. Our bodies will cease, but our souls, our spirits, will still exist.
I believe that.
This summer is not infinite.
My friends will go back to college and I will be sad and lonely.
But these brief moments in which our hearts are full.
These moments where we feel, just for a second, nothing is wrong.
We are safe inside these moments.
And these moments are infinite.
And inside these moments, we are braver than we believe.