Last day of senior year. This picture is almost seven years old now and looking at it, I find myself mixed with emotions. One, I was about 50 lbs thinner and can’t believe I thought I was fat then and also, I am completely blown away about how fast time goes by. At 24, I’m young enough to not feel exactly OLD, yet old enough to begin feeling my age…noticing how the seemingly infinite span of time regarding the future is not so infinite and that the future is NOW and the end is quickly approaching. The girl in this picture was far less burdened, so much more optimistic than I am now and its amazing what a difference seven years can make.
I post this as a reminder of who I was and what I want to be. What parts of me I want to improve, what parts I want to try to recapture…I miss the bright optimism I had but I don’t want to be the same person I was in high school either.
So disorienting. Hard to strike a balance, a true blend of new and old that makes sense.
Ah quarter-life crisis, how beautifully confusing you are.