A Letter To My 18 Year Old Self

I know right now it seems like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders. I know how badly you yearn for everything to be just so; to be perfect. Your GPA, your first apartment, your first car…all of these things now hold sleep hostage like a villain unresponsive to any negotiation tactics.

As the alarm clock continues to wash away the night and usher in the morning, you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, thoughts racing. How will you ever manage it all, you ask yourself? The incessant tossing and turning of the sleepless night soon gives way to the alarm sounding off and the bright, promising sunlight shining through your brandnew apartment’s windows.

Sitting up in your bed, you realize how lovely the sunshine is as it spills into your prewar apartment. Soon you find you’ve made it to the local coffee shop and your next stop is your first class.

Hours later and countless blocks walked, you return home just in time to catch that magnificent sun set from your building’s rooftop deck. As tired as you are, it is in that very moment, you realize you are exactly where you are meant to be, doing exactly as you are meant to do, and it feels good.

2 thoughts on “A Letter To My 18 Year Old Self

    1. Bob Seger has a line that resonates with me and I think is quite appropriate to both of our pieces, “I wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.” If only ignorance was bliss…

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