It has recently become abruptly clear to me that I’ve been living my entire life waiting. Waiting for Friday. Waiting for my shift at work to be over. Waiting for summertime. Waiting to graduate. Three days ago was October 27th. More commonly known as my birthday. That’s right, and I am now 22 years old. I spent most of my high school years wishing it was over. In fact, I completed my entire senior year during my junior year via Florida Virtual School; just to get out of that place. I had this idea that I was too mature for high school and didn’t care for the drama that went with it. I could hardly wait to get it all over with so I could start college. Now i’m in college finding myself focusing too much on the future yet again. I spent the ages of 17-20 wishing I was 21 so I could drink, legally. Now i’m waiting to be 25 when the price of my car insurance will drop. What a life this is…

People say life is short. But life is the longest thing anyone can/will ever go through. There is so much more to life than just waiting. I feel like I took “setting goals” in school way too seriously and it’s all I can focus on anymore. Happiness is achieved when you stop waiting for it. Live your life. Or keep making excuses, I mean the choice is up to you.

It’s actually pretty simple you either do it, or you don’t.

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