What does it mean to grow up?
Well, I've always thought that growing up meant having a stable job and money. I also thought it meant actually knowing what to do. My mother has recently been telling me that I need to "grow up". But my question to her is: What is this growing up? I don't know what she wants for me or what her definition of growing up is. Everyone has different definitions for words and phrases. I used to and well still do have trouble remembering the universally agreed definitions of many words because whenever I read a book I remember the scene and how it felt to me when I read it. So from that example, we have different definitions. And well my definition of "growing up" is totally different than my mother's. I don't know what it means to be a grown up, but I just know it's anywhere close to society's.
Do we even know what we want to do with our lives? I have always envied people who know what they want to do. There are people seem so sure of their future. They'll go to college and get their degree. Then they'll go get their masters and find a good job. Afterwards they'll have kids and retire.
Is this the life that I even want? I don't know if I want this kind of life. I want to know what will happen in my life and where I need to go.
I'm hoping that writing on this blog, I will find out what I want to do. I'm also hoping to find out who I am. Who am I and why am I here? I guess that's why I love Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. There is just a sense of peace that the little things that happen in our lives don't actually matter. There are better and more important things out there than our houses being destroyed for a by-pass.
Cheers,
Claire
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