Next month I turn 25! That's right, 25...which is almost 30! Which is way older then I ever thought I'd be (b/c I assumed I'd stop aging at some point, idk).
I'm kinda freaking out, like a lot.
I remember when I turned 20 I made a list of things I wanted to accomplish by the time I turned 25. I don't think I actually accomplished anything on that list but I found myself, which isn't too bad. ;)
I'm alone
I didn't finish college
I'm not working in my desired field
I still owe $$$ on student loans
I don't own a house
I have no idea where I'll be at 30
but I did:
realize I was gay
found a better job then what I had
figured out after 5 years of college I don't need that degree
learned to survive on my own
discovered what it means to be responsible
found love
lost love
survived the loss of that love
Not too shabby.
I won't even make a list of goals for 30. I'm going to take life as it comes.
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