When I was younger,like most, I could not wait to “grow up” and to become a real “adult.” A few ages in particular felt like milestones. At 13, I was now a teenager and no longer considered a child and it was time I could finally ditch the kiddie table to join the adults at family holidays. At 16, I was taken more seriously in high school, and I had a wonderful “Sweet 16” party filled with awkward dances with all the cute boys I barely spoke to in class. 2 years later, at 18, I graduated and could not wait to escape my small town and begin college. At 21, I felt on top of the world. I was excelling in what felt like everything; friendships/relationships, discovering and pursuing my passions and still managed to have time to still have fun. Now, at 24, everything is contradictory from when I was 13. All I want is for time to slow down.
Life is funny.