a reflection by [journey]

Sometimes I think … think about my future. Like, will I ever get married? Is anyone going to love me more than I love me … No, I’m not “in my feelings,” I’m just wondering how life will turn out for me. How many failed relationships will I have before that “right one”? I think about if I will ever go to college … I mean I plan on it, but will that really happen? Will something be in my way? I wonder if I will be successful in my career or if I’ll just give up. I try not to think about these things because I have years. (So they say.) But in reality, I only have 4 years and 4 years flies by in the blink of an eye. I think about how I’ll age. Will I wrinkle? Will I have grey hairs? Or will time fly by? Will I even make it to 20?

I think about how my attitude will change or if it will change at all. Will I still be goofy and outgoing or will I give that all up for something? I only think about this because I don’t think I know what I want. I think I want to get married and have 1-2 kids. I want to buy a house and go to college. I want to be everything that I can possible be. I’m still going to wonder and still going to think but for now I’ll let life be life.

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