Fast-forward to a little over a year from celebrating Pokémon, and here we are.
Yeah, fast-forward. Time really flies, doesn't it? It only seems to go faster and faster as you grow older. That's actually kind of scary, when you think about it. You really start to notice this when there's nothing to do. Have you ever noticed that? There'll always be a point of something, no matter what it is, that activity starts to dwindle, and everything eventually grinds to a total halt. That's typically because it's become obsolete, boring, or something along those lines. We stop caring and forget about it, and leading up to that moment, it's like everything suddenly becomes insignificant and goes by faster and more easily. I guess that's what they call being stuck in a rut, yeah?
I'm bringing this up for several reasons, I guess. Here's one: In a month or two, I'll have been on this site for seven years.
That is a long, long time. Ever heard of "Seven Years in Tibet"? Imagine "Seven Years on DeviantArt". I think I was going to follow up on that statement with a punchline, but I forgot what it was.
But, honestly, it hasn't felt all that long! Sure, I've made plenty of friends here (and gotten in tons of embarrassing little e-fights too), but in hindsight, I feel like maybe only three years passed. In that whole period between 2014 and 2017, barely anything happened on here. And that's kinda weird, because I still visit this site daily. But, I guess that's just to stay in touch with my friends. I keep to myself a lot more than I used to. Remember when I was that uppity brat who wrote trolly Creepypastas?
...you don't? Well, good!
But at the same time, it's so bizarre. I'm 21 now, a grown man. And I often think to myself: "Goddamn, where'd the time go?". Obviously, 21 is still a young age, but in the context of this site and the communities I gravitate towards? Fuck, I do feel old. Maybe it's because I just can't shake off my childlike interests. Yeah, I'm a sperglord like that. Pokémon and Digimon; Hell, anime and video games in general. These are all genuine passions of mine.
Of course, I'm absolutely willing to face life as a productive adult. In fact, I'll be more than happy to. If I can get a job, that is. Wanted to become a software engineer, but that didn't really go anywhere. I'll jump at the chance of becoming a grocery store worker at this point; whatever works. But being an adult sounds kinda fun in a weird, challenging way. Yet, at the same time, I don't really feel like an adult. I just said I felt old, so that might sound weird, but the reality is that I just feel like an old kid. Or maybe a manchild, if you prefer. I know the connotations that word has on the internet, but really, you're not wrong.
That's just me, though. I made this journal because something that happened today really drove the whole idea home. I guess that what I want to say to you, whoever's reading this; no matter who it is: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, do whatever makes you happy, and never stop striving to become a better person. I know that sounds bland and cliché, but just that mindset alone is going to make your day that much better. Even I, who is currently stuck in the Hell that is unemployment, can put that to use -- and so can you!
If you read all of that, thanks. And even if you didn't, have a good one.