To be truthful, I didn't realize I took this long to post again. To me it feels as if my last post happened just last week. All I knew this morning walking into work was it was Tuesday, I was scheduled 6-2, and it was fall. Then suddenly it hit me when I looked at my clock in ticket... It was November 5th!!! I couldn't believe it. These past few weeks have gone by so fast I forgot time was a constant thing. I don't know what made me forget that no matter what I'm doing time is still ticking by, but somehow I forgot time existed.
Some might say that's a good thing because that means I'm enjoying myself. Ya know, the whole time flies by when you're having fun saying? I am enjoying working and finally have a social life again, yet I'm not so sure I want time to pass by as quick.
I think about how my grandpa, whom I call Pappy, just passed away and how I can remember like it was yesterday I was at him and my ma's (grandma's) house. I was riding my bike around the block when my bike tire got stuck in a crack and me being me I just kept pedaling thinking my bike would eventually move. Now that I think about it. They ended up looking for me due to the fact that I didn't realize time had gone by so quick. My point is, that's from when I was like 5 (maybe even younger) and now he's gone? It's like time moved to quick for him?
I don't want time to move to quick for me.
I really enjoy being young and my only responsibilities being the few bills I have and to show up to work on time. It scares me to think that before you know it, I'll probably have a house and a husband. I'm sure I'll enjoy my life then too. I just want a little bit more time to be.... just, well, Emily.
Soon, I'll have to start attending college. In January, that is. I'm not sure what's going to happen either. Part of me wants to chase my dream of being a fashion designer and the other part says I should get a more subtle job. I guess, only time will tell.
That's my worst nightmare right now. Time.
Some might say that's a good thing because that means I'm enjoying myself. Ya know, the whole time flies by when you're having fun saying? I am enjoying working and finally have a social life again, yet I'm not so sure I want time to pass by as quick.
I think about how my grandpa, whom I call Pappy, just passed away and how I can remember like it was yesterday I was at him and my ma's (grandma's) house. I was riding my bike around the block when my bike tire got stuck in a crack and me being me I just kept pedaling thinking my bike would eventually move. Now that I think about it. They ended up looking for me due to the fact that I didn't realize time had gone by so quick. My point is, that's from when I was like 5 (maybe even younger) and now he's gone? It's like time moved to quick for him?
I don't want time to move to quick for me.
I really enjoy being young and my only responsibilities being the few bills I have and to show up to work on time. It scares me to think that before you know it, I'll probably have a house and a husband. I'm sure I'll enjoy my life then too. I just want a little bit more time to be.... just, well, Emily.
Soon, I'll have to start attending college. In January, that is. I'm not sure what's going to happen either. Part of me wants to chase my dream of being a fashion designer and the other part says I should get a more subtle job. I guess, only time will tell.
That's my worst nightmare right now. Time.
