The Quick Piece

I'm writing mostly because it has been revealed that I'm not the only one that knows this blog exists. That, and I haven't written in about a month.

I thought being a teenager was tumultuous but coming into your own as you actually begin to approach your mid twenties presents its own set of issues. Perhaps I am just speaking for myself, but I suppose I was foolish enough to think that I'd have it all figured out by now.

A few years ago I had a five year plan, and in five years, I'd be lucky to know what I want to be when I grow up. I forget what kind of crisis this actually is, but there is a name and a few self help books on it (compliments of a one Ms. Jessica Borno, who brought it to my attention upon graduation). This stupid crisis just won't leave me alone.

I could go on forever about my complete utter confusion and lack of internal content, but I imagine that this isn't new to anyone whose been in this exact position before. Besides, I've already exhausted the issue with my boyfriend's ex girlfriend yesterday.

See what I mean?

When you get to be about this age, I suppose, or at least for me, you begin to compromise. A great deal of ideas and feelings fall into a grey area, all complex, all difficult to separate. Sometimes I find myself entangled in a bunch of things, simply to keep up with everyone else. It sounds as if this doesn't relate to my previous thought, but it does.

In real life, maintaining unusual relationships seem to make sense. For one reason or other, people will do just about anything to feel connected. I say that because it seems as though we're thrusted into our twenties, and the world looks a lot different than it did before, each of us on our own island. And with that comes uncertainties, a lack of confidence in convictions, second guessing oneself, a lack of trust, and extraordinary circumstances that bring people to a place they never imagined, both figuretively and physically.

It isn't all gloom and doom. It's just a round about way of saying that nothing seems to be surprising, nor simple anymore.

But I can dig it. It's just an observation.