I’ve now reached the age (22) I wanted to be when I reached the age I had previously wanted to be (16).
In many ways, it is exactly as exciting as I always knew it would be: each month holds a new experience to learn from, a new connection to make, a new avenue of curiosity to indulge. At the same time, there is also a looming pressure. Time, which I spent whimsy and impatience in my childhood, has now become a precious resource, perhaps even more valuable than money, as I work to build the life I always dreamed of.
Right there is the biggest difference about my life at this stage: for the first time, I feel that I not only know what I want, but am capable of making it happen. I’ve finally lived just enough to have hit the sweet spot between energized ambition, unrestrained access and capacity, and the lightness of only being responsible for myself.
It's both exhilarating and terrifying. Nonetheless, I do my best to enjoy the particular feeling of the moment, because it will soon merge into yet another phase of my life and evolution.