No matter how old you are you're likely to hear some iteration of the phrase "30 is the new 20," but let's be honest, the way some of us are living it would probably be more accurate for some of us to say something like "20 is the new 40." We live sedentary lives behind phones and screens and long for community. We hide behind bright, glowing distractions and live like no one can tell us what to do. The one who will live prosperous life is she who has the humility to ask for help and the courage to push through crippling fear.
I cannot say that I've lived a full life as a 27-year-old teenager. Rather, my life could be easily compared to an antisocial individual living with paraparesis and mononucleosis at times. I return from work and stay inside. I hide under covers and beneath my own selfish judgments. I long to be longed for, to be accepted, or to be sought out, but all I do is breathe in the stale air of my apartment. I fall asleep with the lights on because the lights behind my eyes have all but gone out.
I've taken myself seriously a time and a half but that's behind me now. I'm walking around my shadows, hoping to avoid the cold in the darkness. I'm breathing today and that's enough. Complacency is dry, comfort is uncomfortable, and rushing through life is frivolous. I'll write the words here though my fingers have not minds of their own. Wake up now and then maybe we'll learn to live together. Atoms overlap and time is a cycle of cycles that seems to move unto infinity. Still humans are finite and all we claim to know is nothing but spinning for a short period of time.
Do we make the most of it when we say carpe diem?