Slowly, slowly.

I’m moving at a slow rate of speed.

Photo of a Florida Box Turtle (Terrapene carol...

Photo of a Florida Box Turtle (Terrapene carolina bauri). Taken in Jacksonville, Florida, USA. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m tired. Physically and mentally, and it’s got me moving and thinking at a slower rate of speed than normal. Everything seems to be happening faster around me, and I’m just kind of slogging through. It’s not fun.

It’s frustrating to feel not only out of control, but powerless to change direction. Not pleasant to feel unable to keep up with the things happening around you either. Constant frustration leads only to anger.

I don’t like feeling slow. I prefer to feel like I’m out front of the crowd. Being ahead of the pack, means I can see more of what’s ahead of me than anyone else. This feeling sluggish gets on my nerves.

The worst part if feeling like I’m thinking slowly. I want to have a snappy and responsive mental capacity. It’s something I’m used to. I don’t shift gear very quickly or well. So I don’t want to feel any way but sharp.

It’s just plaing annoying.

Defying Expectations

You know how when you make that transition from elementary school to middle school, or sometimes from middle to high school, you begin to feel a pressure to conform to something?

Not everyone feels the same pressure, or the pressure for the same things but there’s just that feeling like you have to be more… Something.

I’m beginning to notice that the same pressure shows up in the transition from college age to adulthood. When you jump from high school to college, there’s a sense of freedom. It’s a time of self discovery where you can begin to experiment. You’re in a new place, with new people and no one expects anything specific from you (parents excluded).

Once you make the transition from that age to adulthood, there’s a new pressure. For some people it’s pressure to get the right career, for others it’s a spouse and family.

For me, I’m beginning to notice that without even realizing it, I’ve been slowly giving up things that I enjoy. It’s not for any specific reason other than maybe a misguided view that an “adult” doesn’t do certain things.

While it’s completely reasonable to make some changes, like forgoing frivolous spending because now I have bills like a house and the utilities for that house; It’s no always necessary to give up things like old cartoons or old video games simply because “I’m an adult and those things aren’t for adults”.

When you’re a kid, you look at the adults and you’re so incredibly jealous. They don’t have anyone telling them what to do and they get to do whatever they want, whenever they want to. Obviously that isn’t exactly true. It could be.

At least a little bit. Sure you have responsibilities, we all do. Those things need to be done, but what about everything else? What really needs done right this minute? Why can’t we take a look at some things and start to treat everyday like we always thought it was?

There’s not reason we can’t all be adults like we thought we were going to be. As long as we pay our bills, and uphold our end of our responsibilities, and obviously don’t break any laws (not any major ones anyway), who’s to say we shouldn’t just do whatever we want whenever we want? Why do we keep letting other people tell us what we ought to do?

I think we should all try a little harder to do something we want to do, just because we feel like it. Just a little something, and you don’t even have to tell anyone, I promise. Just take back a little control and be proud of yourself for it.

Of course you can always come back here and tell just us what you did. Kudos all around.

-Christopher