Just saying.... I'm in the beginning stages of a major life crisis (and you get read every moment of it).
I feel like a 6 year old in a 30 year old's body. All I want to do is stay at home and "play with my barbies" if you will. Ironically, when I was 6 years old, I couldn't grow up fast enough. Where did the time go? I remember the good ol' days driving around in my yellow and cozy coupe, drinking a squeeze it, wearing my propeller hat backwards, pretending I was driving drunk around the house. Now look at me, I'm a respectable human being, driving around in my Blue Mazda 3, honking my horn and shaking my fist in morning rush hour traffic at the stupid high Californian's that decided to move here for the weed.
Does anyone have a time machine? We can all go back to the good ol' days together.
Who's to say where I should be at the age of 30? Oh wait, my mother.... Besides my mother, who's to say where I should be at the age of 30?
When I was child I always thought that I would end up being something great by this time. I fell into my parent's generations way of thinking in telling us "you can be anything you want to be when you grow up." What a lie!!!! Hogwash I tell you, hogwash! That might have been true for my parents generation, but not for mine. With at least half a dozen wars that I have lived through, many terrorist attacks, and one giant recession later; I can safely say, for generation Y, we don't get the luxury of getting to do our greatest passions in life. Jaded much, you say?
I wanted to be a ballerina, a dancer. I even went to college and graduated with a degree in dance. But when the economy and housing markets crashed in 2008, that was taken away from me. People didn't want to pay to go to the theater or pay to take their children to dance classes. It was about survival. I made the decision for my survival that it wasn't feasible anymore to be a dancer. It's a decision I have to live with and at times I regret. All I have left to show is a pretty diploma that sits in the back of my closet. I'm sure everyone feels this way at some point in their life, right?
So now what, where do I go from here? Time to answer the BIG question: What do I want to be when I grow up?
