Life in the Fast Lane


In Six Months

By 3:12 PM , , , , , ,

It just hit me.

In exactly six months from today, it will be my birthday once again.

Not only am I turning another year older. I will be moving to another decade of existence.

I shudder at the thought.

I was always older than most of my friends. One of the oldest in my high school batch. The oldest in my two immediate circles of friends from high school. The oldest in my college class and, by default, the oldest in my college group of friends.

I was always one of the first to do everything: become a teenager, have a sweet 16 party, legally become an adult, etc.

But in most ways, I don't feel like I'm any older than most people.

Personality-wise, I will always, always be a child at heart. While I have a tendency to look at things from an almost sarcastic point of view, generally, the glass won't just be half-full on my end; it will be full. I tend to go about life in a carefree, things-are-fine-and-dandy-and-let's-get-along-and-just-laugh-things-off sort of way.

But while I've achieved a number of things in my [relatively] short time here on earth, there are a number of things that still I haven't done yet. At least by the world's standards.

Buy my own car.

Move out.

Get married.

Have kids.

Go on a solo "Eat, Pray, Love"-type sojourn.

Or do most of the things on the clich├ęd "Things To Do Before You Turn 30" list.

Etcetera, etcera.

But the more I take stock of what I haven't done or bought/invested in yet, the more I'm starting to appreciate my individuality. In fact, I'm learning to embrace who I am even more.

I'm realizing that God made me unique and gave me a different timeline from most because I have yet to accomplish His different plans for me. I am uniquely me because He has other things in store for me.

So in the meantime, I'm going to enjoy life and everything He's been blessing me with. And, really, I'm loving every bit of it.

In fact, early this morning, I enrolled myself in an online art class. I've really been inspired by my rekindled love for drawing.

Besides, they say that you're only as old as you feel anyway. And in that case, I'd have to say that I'm still 16. Or 18. Or 22. Ready to take on the world and embrace every experience it can give me.

See you soon, birthday.

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