Time Flies When You're Having Fun

It was just brought to my attention that I am almost a quarter of a century old. A QUARTER OF A CENTURY OLD, PEOPLE! Next year I will be 25, and I cannot even begin to tell you how uncomfortable that makes me feel. Granted, my birthday isn't until the last month of the year, the timeline is approaching at the speed of light.

I feel like it was just yesterday that I was getting ready for a themed Friday night football game, or buying a new dress for prom, or having sleepovers with my best girlfriends, or even sitting in the parking lot of the local Harris Teeter (hey, I didn't say I had the most eventful high school experiences).

And now here I am, a quarter of a century old wondering what in the heck am I going to do with my future. I guess you could say it's crunch-time (I can only stay in school for so long.... or can I?), it's that time where the rubber meets the road and I need some direction.

I recently heard on the morning radio news that the number one way to becoming a millionaire is to start your own business at a young age. You just have to have some good ideas. And I, my friends, am full of good ideas. I suppose if I put one of these great ideas into motion, I won't have to grow up too quickly.

A wise person once told me, "You're only as old as you feel." And I suppose I'm just choosing to feel younger than my other quarter-century counterparts who have faced their destiny in the real world. And hey, who knows, maybe one day I will grow up....