This picture was taken when I was 19. It was right before finals week at college, and a couple of my friends and I blew off studying (and our other duties that day, including some Residence Life responsibilities…) to lay out and skate. I spent the entire day on my longboard. As a matter of fact, I think I’m still standing on it for this picture.
Life moves fast. Sometimes I feel like that picture was just yesterday; that my old life is still waiting around the corner for me to reclaim it and pick up where I left off. But then I remember what it was like to be 19 – how different my world was then, how unorganized my priorities were. I was a mess. I was my own worst enemy.
I’m not saying that I don’t miss that girl, because I do. Her carefree ability to let reality slide by is envious… But it’s not realistic anymore. I require structure. I owe it to the great things in my life to stay on point with expectations and devotion. But that’s not to say that I can’t learn from her. Back then I so badly wanted to be an adult… And yet here I am, hoping I can recapture the fine mess that created me.
The Original SoulRebel
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