I have recently been reminded that I am an adult with adult "problems" and responsibilities. This isn't a bad thing. I've also been reminded what it is like to be young and to have your whole life ahead of you. Perspective is a good thing and you can't have it without a few life experiences under your belt. It's great to be have a youthful vision and not be hampered by all of those pesky experiences that may hold us back as we get older.
I have been reminded of where I was when I was 24. What I was doing, where I was going. It was an exciting time in my life. I was making decisions, asserting my individuality, paying bills, moving across the country with my dog to go back to school, and following my passion and my dreams. No one could tell me what to do. I was determined and ambitious and it was for the best.
Now I'm almost 20 years older and still doing many of the same things, but with a bit more of a background story. For better or worse I have a foundation. There have been relationships, parties, fun, joy, excitement, and newness. There have been many places I have lived, lots of roommates, and lots of travel. There has been illness, recovery, depression, poverty, and more illness. There have been a lot of friends and a few enemies. That is the beginning of a journey. They say it takes about 10 years to master a profession; how long does it take to master life?