Thinking About the Future
I'm 19 years old. I guess you could say that's a relatively young age, but truth be told, I feel old. Too old, but still so very, very young. No, there's no existential crisis here. Just a little bit of fear and anxiousness about what comes next. In less than six months, I turn 20. Six months is a long time. But you really don't know what can change in six months. I keep thinking about how different everything is. How different things change in even just a month. A year. Will I still be me? Or who I think I am? Still talking to the same people, being with the same friends; will things ever be the same? I tel myself, no. Things will not be the same. In fact, things will change so much. I can't say this for every one, but I know I'll be different. I just have to be. A year ago, I just graduated from high school, barely beginning college with people I surrounded myself with in high school, being that same kid, just a little older and maybe more arrogant. ...