Somewhere along the highway of life, I missed the off-ramp leading to THAT place you should reach by THAT age. I was probably getting lost or chasing down a picture of a gorgeous tree, regardless, I missed it… I couldn’t be further from it if I tried. Do most people just instinctively know where to turn off or is it more like a life-roulette where you end up a little screwed if the ball ends up in the wrong place? I really think that by 30, you should get some kind of a life-refund, a do-over if you will. *plus a map/manual/guide with snacks would be helpful.
I’ve always been a firm believer that good things happen to good people, that if you work hard, you’re honest and loyal to the select few you deem respectable and trustworthy folk, that stuff would just sorta work out… I guess that’s not quite the case. I seem to be stuck in a world where everybody is just looking out for number one, and where the majority of people view their word as something similar to a passing thought: ‘sure I said that to you, but you know, I say a lot of things’.
As I’m standing on the cliff I lovingly refer to as my immediate future, I have to wonder if life would have been a tad easier had I fit the mould better. Had I been more cut-throat (funny), more social (scary) or less rebellious (fat chance), I may have achieved more by now. Yet that little voice in my head keeps saying no, even though I’m nowhere near where I thought I’d be, I’m still me, and that’s a whole lot more than I can say about a lot of people.
Are you where you thought you would be by now or do you relish the fact that you’re not?