Kind of Young, Kind of Special
At what point do you stop feeling as if you have potential, as if the world is wide open and wonderful? As though you are on the start of a journey before any rest stop. Perhaps I'm feeling a bit melancholy because I am now closer to 30 than 20, and in my mind these are crucial years for the counting. I still feel the weight that the expectation of youth brings, when so many people said I was capable of so many things. Now I'm left wondering if that was something adults say to all young people or if I really was unique. And if unique is what I am, what should I be doing that others are not? It sure does feel like there are a lot of special people out there now.

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