Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you and molding you into a person you never knew existed. I was Alice in many ways, yet I was always sitting at the table with the March Hare and Mad Hatter casually enjoying the freedom it brought me to be casually unaware.
The seriousness of life began to hit when the frequency of reminders for my college loans started invading my life with such brute force I had no choice but to heed its call. I started looking with fierce veracity for a position, anything that would give me a sense of security. Knowing myself though, I knew there had to be an object of tangibility at stake for me to commit long-term. So I bought a car. It worked, I can’t call into work or quit because now I have a car payment.
After months of working at a job I kind of like, I was finally offered a big girl job doing what I went to school for, decent pay and they even made copies of my transcripts. I am scared though. That’s it… I am scared.