So, I suddenly realised that high school was ten years ago. Feels odd to think of it that way, you know. One cannot help but think about everything that has changed over the past decade.
Strangely enough, I don’t think much has.
I remember some of my friends were in too great of a hurry to grow up. They were serious and practical about life. They seemed to have interests in stocks and real estate and what not. They had plans. They had ambition.
I did not.
I liked living in a world of my own. I liked reading fantasy stories. I liked playing cute, crazy video games.
Some of my friends made fun of me for that. They thought I was immature and juvenile for enjoying the things I did.
I made fun of them for acting like middle-aged men. I thought they immature and juvenile for chasing something far in the distance and not enjoying what lay in front of them.
So, how are things now?
I like creating worlds of my own. I like writing fantasy stories. I like developing cute, crazy video games.
At its core, not a lot has changed. I am the same person I was. I like the same things I did.
I have just turned my talents into skills and my passions into professions.
I would like to believe I have grown up without growing old, and I am quite proud of it.
How correct am I, though? Let us check back in another ten years, shall we?