Something that I like to do is give myself anxiety over things that may seem far to others. But I think in the perspective of how much time truly does fly. I’m almost done my first year of college and as much of an excitement it has been it just goes to show that I’ve only got three more to go. When it seems that just yesterday I was moving in and could barely find my way to my own room.

When these three years are done, I’ll officially be on my own, yikes! There will be no one to tell me what I need to do, something I have gotten used to for the past years that I’ve been in school. That is scary. I will have to be an adult and do adult things; go to the grocery store, have a full-time job, pay the bills. No thanks I’m not ready to adult, adulting sounds very un-fun. On the inside I am scolding my child self for always wishing to grow up. Younger me had no clue what she was in for. Now that I have learned from those mistakes I am asking you future slow down!

I need more time to figure out my life, I don’t know what I want to do, or even if I want to stay here in my home state. The job market is horrible, if I want a better future for myself and my future family, that’ll require me leaving. My stress level is rising as I type each letter, future I am begging you, slow down.

Even as I say this, I do look forward to the future. I look forward to one day finding my place in this world, to be someone whom my parents and I can be proud of, to have a house, a job, a family of my own, and millions of dogs. I can wait for all of those to happen though in the future, when I am ready… well I’ll take those dogs now. Right now, I am struggling to get up and walk to my nine o’clock class. Nowhere’s near ready to be a full-time adult human being, as stated many times before, future give me some time, that’s all I am asking.