There’s nothing like a slap in the face from the hand of reality to make you realize how quickly time passes by. I got a message from a friend that I went to high school with a few days ago that our 5 year class reunion was coming up this summer sometime. I think I’ve gotten into the regular routine of work and haven’t really paid attention at how long it has actually been. It seems so like last week that we were cutting up in class, worrying about some big test, waiting and wishing that the last day would hurry up and come, but the fact is that it has already been 5 years since then. I’ll be honest that I have mixed feelings about even going. I know that I will more than likely go because if you didn’t it would be one of those “I wish I had gone” type deals and it will only happen once. In a way it will be kind of neat to see how everyone took different paths and see where they have ended up, what they’ve accomplished, and all of that jazz. But the other part of me really doesn’t want to see the fact that all of them I’m sure have their lives planned out, and here I sit not knowing what the heck I am doing.
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