People started telling me to “cherish my time” in the middle of high school. Which is kind of funny to me, because there was almost nothing about high school that I wanted to cherish, so I responded with “HA no.”
Then I got to college and those a few years older than me told me to “enjoy everything while you can, because college goes way too fast.” However, between hours of studying for a test I was still probably going to fail and penny pinching just so I could buy Zaxby’s, I was pretty okay with college hurrying itself up.
But then. OH THEN.
Then I entered into a time where I couldn’t remember what day it was, but I was pretty sure it was Tuesday…but it was really Thursday of the next week. I started weekends and would blink once, and the month was over.
I was placed into a time warp that I was given no instructions for besides, “It goes by fast.”
And then I finally understood it all. It finally all came crashing down, and Ferris Bueller was right all along.
Live moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I think back to when I was 17, wishing I was out of school and working full-time. I wanted to be out on my own, doing what I love and enjoying what the world could offer. It doesn’t even seem like that was six years ago. I am now 23, an age that wasn’t even on my radar, not an age I ever could imagine me being.
I get it now. I will now continue the legacy of “Enjoy it while you can” commentators. I will gladly sit on my porch, rocking back and forth in my chair, mumbling about the good ole days. Saying things like, “If I had only known life just gets harder” or “Enjoy your youth. It will be taken from you in a second.”
Now seems like the right time to start investing in lap blankets and photo albums.