Twenty-Five And Counting…

I am such the cliche 20-something year old person when it comes to those major life events and milestones. I’m only just now realizing it though. I have a Bachelor’s degree in Architecture Technology and I’m only barely using it. I know what I want to do, but I don’t know what or who I wanna be. Now is when I’m starting to pressure myself to consider my future and my master plan- something I don’t have, by the way. It’s all moving too damn quick and I keep thinking I need more time, I’m not ready. I’m so ready. Am I ready? I’m 25 which means I’m almost 30, then I’ll be 40 in no time… I might as well sign up with AARP tomorrow.. Will I be a 40-something year old man looking back on my 20s wondering where I made that wrong turn, or cursing myself for letting some opportunity slip through my fingers. I won’t be able to answer that then, just like I can’t answer it now. And that’s how I get bummed out, thinking I seriously didn’t do enough with the first half of my life to be thinking about the second half already. It doesn’t really help that some of my high school/college classmates are married business owners with kids already. Now they had a master plan (with color-coded chapters, tabs and an operations manual…)   To all of them: f*ck you and congratulations, now I have to go Nike and just do it…

Such as life, to be continued…