Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Random Thoughts #2: Wish
The other day, I took on the project of cleaning out the hall closet. I came across my Senior Book from high school. The Senior Book is just a memory book that forced me into a state of nostalgia. When movie tickets were only $6. 2pac tossed it up. Biggie was your poppa. Croquet braids represented beauty. And I predicted my future. $100,000 per year. 2 kids: a boy and a girl. Married. Living somewhere tropical. All of these things would be accomplished at the age of 27. I can remember writing it--the enthusiasm--how sure I was. I was so eager to grow up. At 33, I find those preditions hilarious. I question what the rush was. How my idea of wisdom has been altered since I wrote in that Senior Book. Now, I'm not saying that I'm a failure. All I'm saying is that if I would have known then what I know now, I wouldn't have rushed it. Every morning that the alarm clock beeps me out of slumber, I wish I was 17. I wish my financial responsibilities involved just a pager bill and new outfit. Wish I didn't know the definition of a budget. Wish I didn't have to make sacrifices for myself. Wish I didn't have to prioritize. Wish I could toss my planner out of the window and live on a whim. But reality is reality. Which is why I'm a writer because what I can't experience, I can write about. And what I write about becomes my own reality.
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