At twenty-four, I’ve come to realize that:
1. Susie from grade school probably won’t be my best friend forever. Perhaps not by will, simply because our paths are traveling in parallel lines, and since I am an Engineer — I can say that parallels never intersect. And seriously, what did I know of friendship at five? I’m pretty sure I made friends back then based upon the contents of their lunch boxes. I grew up. I realized that I don’t have 234,229,874 friends…even though Facebook says so. I probably have three or four good ones, five at the most, and I love them with all my heart.
2. None of us really know, really, really know. Do we? When I was in grade school, reaching high school was my ultimate goal — that was my idea of adulthood. I had it all figured out in my head. Fast forward a couple of years and I’m branching out to college, receiving my diploma and wondering to myself, “Okay, what’s next?” Now, I simply know there isn’t a single phase in life where everything makes sense.
3. I’ve never been more on the verge of knowing who I am, what I like, and where I am going in life.
4. Dating shouldn’t be my top priority. I now know I don’t have to sell myself like a bag of popcorn at the movies in the event that I meet my better half. Get high up in the club trying to get someone’s attention, or twist like a pretzel to be who somebody else wants me to be, to which 5. I hadn’t mentioned I was single, and 6. don’t know why I just did.
What is the point of the story?
Everyone is trying to make it work. Everyone is trying to get by, no matter if they’re ten, thirty, fifty, or a hundred. No one has the perfect life. And I’m almost positive that nobody has it all figured out.
This is my pathetic twenty-four year old advice, everything is going to be alright.
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