24th
Are the fireworks over already?
Its been a long time since I’ve graced these pages. I kind of doubt I’ve been missed, imaginary audience.
Things are different, but the same. I’m still living in my house. Its messy and wonderful. Laura has fused with the couch. They are one now. Katie has moved on to her own house and her own responsibility. I’m now living with Miriya, she’s pretty wonderful.
I’m still with Ramsey. Things are great. Alarmingly great.
So, my big issue tonight is whether or not I’m already past my prime. I know, I’m 22. I have plenty of life ahead of me. But are my days of youthful indiscretion over? I’ve gotten so boring in the past year. I have a house. I have to take care of it. I have a dog. I have to take care of it. I have school. I have to get good grades. I have a job. I can’t go out partying.
I feel like I should get out and be crazy and youthful and stupid while I can still get away with it. But is partying really worth it? How much can I juggle? There’s a reason my lifestyle has changed. I am never bored. I am always tired at the end of the day. I know I’m working towards something important, but is it worth it? I don’t have enough time for my family, friends- or even for myself I haven’t touched my banjo in weeks. I barely use my piano.
I just need to sit back and prioritize I guess. Really think about what is important to me.
I guess we’ll see, right?
