I dont mean to say it in a  ”OH i have SOO many things to do, that time seems to fly”  sort of way. I’ve chilled at home quite a bit this break, so its not like I have 1000 things to do that will make time go faster, but I still feel like time slips by. Days feel the same to me, even if I’ve spent them with different people. Its quite odd. I remember briefly sharing with someone about this in passing awhile back, and he agreed saying “we get older and time just keeps getting faster, and then we hit college, which zips by and then you get married and then you work and then you get old and you die.”

 Which hella scares me. 

I guess the simple solution is for me to cherish my time, work hard, and hone my craft to have something for show when all that time has passed. But i feel like I’m moving/ improving soooo slowly all the while time zips faster. And i know im just turning 19 , which is PLENTY enough room to grow with PLENTY of potential. But i cant shake off the feeling that I have no room to make mistakes or waste time. 

weird winterbreak shenanigans. God help me.