stuck in the middle with you
the #tweetyour16yearoldself thing on twitter got me thinking. i have always been a dreamer, yet i have always been absurdly realistic. when i was younger, i knew exactly what my life would pan out to be. i would go to either community college or a trade school. do ok for myself. i always knew where i stood. in the middle. always in the middle. im smart, but not wildly intelligent. im not skinny, but im not fat. im ok looking, not ugly or beautiful. im a decent hairstylist. dont get me wrong. i have always had big dreams, and still do. i spend a lot of my free time in my head. thinking about what could be. it just makes me wonder. is my life the way it is because i have only ever tried at being in the middle? or could things have been better? im fairly happy with the way my life has panned out, but im still waiting for something extraordinary.