Is everyone growing up but me? I keep getting emails and text messages from friends who are applying to grad schools or getting professional jobs or getting engaged. And for some reason, even after all the shit I have done, I still feel like I missed the memo. When did people start growing up faster than me?
They always say cherish your youth. But I never wanted that. I wanted to be an adult from the start, but it's all about jumping through the hoops of life and playing by the rules to even achieve any type of "growing up" plate.
London has given me opportunities I would have never had if I stayed home. It's exactly like that saying goes, the world/London is most definitely my oyster. Oyster card, more like.
I've had dinners with editors of publishing houses and made contacts with a number of publishers for the future. I've had incredible professors who also have a professional job outside of Regents. But, I still feel stuck tonight. Maybe it's just a phase. Maybe because I'm always fucking comparing myself to others. Here it is, though. Creeping.
Why is everyone growing up but me?
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