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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