A quarter of a century

Jan 31, 2014 15:11

That's 25 years. I'm 25 years young. I would say old but that implies wisdom, and that I'm seriously lacking. I thought I'd have a lot more figured out by now, but instead I find myself questioning everything. Who are my true friends? What will happen if I do this? How will this affect me? Do I even freakin like watches?
Anything from simple to complex, you name it and I've questioned it. I've never felt so lost before. Even when I felt lost in college I had some sort of ultimate goal I wanted to achieve. These days my only goal is to pay off my loan. To bury the accomplishment of my last memorable goal in life. How depressing. To work towards something, achieve it, and then reap nothing out of it.
So here we are 25 years into adulthood ready to set new goals for myself. Fancy new goals, too. Med school is fancy, right? Med school out of the country is super fancy, right? I've really outdone myself here. If there's anything I've learned thus far it's that anything you do better be damned worth it. So I figure for the next burying of my accomplishments, I'll bury it in gold- no wait- I won't bury a thing! But I will throw a huge fancy party.
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