Ceteris Paribus

I’m seeing things slightly different.

    I feel like I’m getting old. Not in a bad-knee-pee-sitting-down kind of manner, but that at this point in my life I should have achieved more. Here I am, 21 years old, still in college until 2010, living paycheck to paycheck (or stipend, as it were), working an uncomfortably mundane job, wishing for more. By all counts, I should be well on my way to success right now in a Varvatos suit, not sitting in a dry heat office in a purple V-neck and stained jeans.