Monday, February 21, 2011
Realism
This weekend I went home to see my family and take a break from the typical college weekend of boose and sleeping in, not that there's anything wrong with that. As I was home I was relaxing alot and getting used to the home scene. Then, it hit me. What the hell am I going to accomplish while being here? When I graduate and come home I'm going to be home until I find a job, boost my checking account, and move into an apartment. This struck me to the core. Of course I have thought about this numerous times but it was this past weekend where I really checked in with reality. I immediately got goosebumps and horrible flash forwards of me struggling to leave and support myself. The reality is that I won't be able to move out and support myself until I'm at least 25 years old. My curfew better be at least 2:00 a.m.!
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