Being 23 is like being an awkward pre-teen again.

So I read an article the other day about being 23 and how it's such a weird place in life to be. It hit home like you wouldn't believe. Why is this such an awful and awkward time? You're not a child, you're suppose to be an adult. But you're not good at being an adult like you think adults should really be. It's like being a preteen again. Talk about awkward and feeling like a misfit. 

Honestly, maybe not everyone feels like this. Maybe you all have your lives together and it all makes sense and everything's just peachy keen. Good for you. Embrace that and run with it. Do whatever you can to make it grow. 

Meanwhile, I'll be here, sulking because that "i know what I'm doing with my life" bliss isn't really working over here. So if anyone wants to let me in on whatever little secret you're hiding up your fancy, fashionable sleeve, please do so. Seriously. It'd be greatly appreciated.