it just sunk in that this Christmas eve is going to be my third Christmas working at Boots, and I realized how quickly my life is passing before my eyes.
I'm finishing off my university applications and getting ready to leave next year, I've passed my drivers test, people in shops have started to call me sir, I can actually command respect from people younger than me, I chose to keep my hair and facial hair neatly styled, and formal dress has suddenly started appealing to me more and more.
I find myself wanting less and less to be rich and famous, and more and more looking forward to being able to come home to a dram of bowmore and a piano.
It's not that I regret not having LIVED more - I've been incredibly fortunate with the opportunities that I have had, and I do not regret much of what I have done or what I haven't done. It's just that I'm worried I'm going to be 24 by time I graduate and then all of a sudden I'll be a dad with a mortgage and a house and kids and a wife and then I'll be dead by the end of next week.
Anyone else around my age feel this way, and do any of you wiser folk remember feeling like this way back when?
I'm finishing off my university applications and getting ready to leave next year, I've passed my drivers test, people in shops have started to call me sir, I can actually command respect from people younger than me, I chose to keep my hair and facial hair neatly styled, and formal dress has suddenly started appealing to me more and more.
I find myself wanting less and less to be rich and famous, and more and more looking forward to being able to come home to a dram of bowmore and a piano.
It's not that I regret not having LIVED more - I've been incredibly fortunate with the opportunities that I have had, and I do not regret much of what I have done or what I haven't done. It's just that I'm worried I'm going to be 24 by time I graduate and then all of a sudden I'll be a dad with a mortgage and a house and kids and a wife and then I'll be dead by the end of next week.
Anyone else around my age feel this way, and do any of you wiser folk remember feeling like this way back when?

