When did we start growing up?
I'm talking to one of my oldest friends, and he is moving into his new apartment next week, 1 year lease and everything. I don't know why but I was struck with feelings of nostalgia, and then, how did we get here? We used to walk home together from school sharing earphones, listening to the bands we loved in the rain, hoods pulled over damp hair and hands stuck in our pockets. Nine years later, and he's looking to get his MBA and I'm here.
Paying rent and the bills, lugging my groceries from the store, coming home to an empty apartment, doing my laundry - all simple things really, but somehow it means a lot. I suppose it's a good thing. A sense of responsibility, of being in charge of yourself and who you are. I just wonder when we finish "growing up", when the uncertainty goes away, and when you feel like you fit into your skin more.
I'm talking to one of my oldest friends, and he is moving into his new apartment next week, 1 year lease and everything. I don't know why but I was struck with feelings of nostalgia, and then, how did we get here? We used to walk home together from school sharing earphones, listening to the bands we loved in the rain, hoods pulled over damp hair and hands stuck in our pockets. Nine years later, and he's looking to get his MBA and I'm here.
Paying rent and the bills, lugging my groceries from the store, coming home to an empty apartment, doing my laundry - all simple things really, but somehow it means a lot. I suppose it's a good thing. A sense of responsibility, of being in charge of yourself and who you are. I just wonder when we finish "growing up", when the uncertainty goes away, and when you feel like you fit into your skin more.
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