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Welcome to the Twilight of my Twenties

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I have been blessed with having beautiful days outside when I happen to have a day off of work during the work week. It’s days like these that really get my creative juices flowing. So, here I am! Drafting this blog has put such a huge smile on my face. Looking back at this week, I have some thoughts about my birthday and what the future holds for me.

I’m 26 years old now. I’m officially in the twilight of my twenties. What does this mean for me? I don’t really know. I made a post to my Facebook earlier out of humor, but it actually cut a little deeper for me than I had intended it to. The post was to the effect of how I have perpetually felt 14 years old for the past 12 years. In actuality, I do. I can’t sit here and tell you one time I’ve felt like an adult. I see other “adults” and figure they have it all figured out (not the truth - it’s just my perception). On paper, I seem to have it all figured out. I have three college degrees, a wonderful job in the career I wanted, great family and loving friends. So, what is it?

When I posted that status on Facebook, I instantly flashed back to playing at a baseball game. I used to play and be rather decent at it. I remembered sitting in the dugout and waiting for my time up at bat. That was Carl in 2004. Carl in 2004 didn’t feel much different than Carl in 2016. Now, I’m different in a lot of ways, but it’s due to the experiences I’ve had over the years that have molded me. But the base of my personality still feels the same.

The larger question that I’ve asked on occasion is: do any of us really grow up? Sure, we make “grown up” decisions and have to rise to occasions that define us. But, is it still just adolescent versions of us that deal with these “adulting” issues in older bodies? These are just questions in my head. It could all be out of context for some of you, which is fine! Some of you may also be reading this blog post and vehemently shaking your head at my millennial thought process. Thoughts are now off my chest. Can I eat cake now?

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