Fork in the Road
I found out today that my best friend and his girlfriend are having a baby. The two are both younger than me, are currently in college, and have minimum wage jobs. So, when he told me the news, naturally, I was in shock, and worried as hell about their future.
After a while, I realized that it wasn't their future that worried me so much. They have a lot of support from friends and family, and though they're young, they're both smart kids. They'll raise their kid well.
My friend and I have been through high school together, and we even had a place together with another friend for a while. The fact that he's having a kid now made me realize that harsh truth: we're getting older. I'm not the young geek playing Magic with his friends in the tower anymore. I'm a 23-year-old man who had a tough break in University, and now calls himself "witch" while he lives out his days working as a cashier at a Tim Horton's restaurant. I kept telling myself that I'd go back to school when I'm good and ready. I also told myself that I'd pay off my small debt and spend the rest of my life meditating in some monastery somewhere. I've been living in my dreams. I may still be young, but I'm not getting any younger, and I'll have to make my choice soon. The worst part is, I'm terrified of this choice. It's like I want to stay frozen like this, in between the two paths. If only mundane reality were like the Astral. I could just split myself in two and live both lives. We live a linear existence, though, and that line is straight, with no squiggles along it.
Maybe I'll just flip a coin...
After a while, I realized that it wasn't their future that worried me so much. They have a lot of support from friends and family, and though they're young, they're both smart kids. They'll raise their kid well.
My friend and I have been through high school together, and we even had a place together with another friend for a while. The fact that he's having a kid now made me realize that harsh truth: we're getting older. I'm not the young geek playing Magic with his friends in the tower anymore. I'm a 23-year-old man who had a tough break in University, and now calls himself "witch" while he lives out his days working as a cashier at a Tim Horton's restaurant. I kept telling myself that I'd go back to school when I'm good and ready. I also told myself that I'd pay off my small debt and spend the rest of my life meditating in some monastery somewhere. I've been living in my dreams. I may still be young, but I'm not getting any younger, and I'll have to make my choice soon. The worst part is, I'm terrified of this choice. It's like I want to stay frozen like this, in between the two paths. If only mundane reality were like the Astral. I could just split myself in two and live both lives. We live a linear existence, though, and that line is straight, with no squiggles along it.
Maybe I'll just flip a coin...