Sometimes my fingers provoke splendidly scary thoughts

So I was looking at my hands. 'Cause I do that sometimes.

And I noticed that they are ringless. Obviously, being only sixteen, I am okay with this.

AND THEN it occurred to me that I could be married in the next half-decade. BAM. Popped RIGHT INTO MY HEAD.

So yes. Excuse me while I, um, rock back and forth in the corner and wonder where all the years went.

I am aware that this post is pretty meaningless. And I'm not really in a profound mood, so I am okay with this.