Quarter Life

I recently turned 24.

My boss said his 24 was the highlight of his years.  He backpacked Europe and got an MA.  By 26 he built a company where I currently work as a drone for.

He said 24 is just the right age where I’m old enough for people to take me seriously but young enough to make mistakes.  It’s so quotable that somebody should put it in a hallmark greeting card.  Seriously.

My quarter life crisis started six years ago, back when I was a freshman in College. Single, in love with my high school best friend who’s… well, let’s just say my best friend’s not available.  Codename, IT (used with permission).

It’s such a stereotype, I know.

Of course, as stereotypes go, IT didn’t know about my one-sided affection.  And of course, IT never happened, unsurprising.

Story of my life: Stereotypically Unsurprising.

Anyway, life happened and IT faded away from my line of sight and I was left with a giant piece of metaphorical shit.

I had this mixture of feelings I could only describe as apathy mixed with a dehisce of emptiness and longing.  Years later, I would refer to this as The dreaded Void.

So back to the present, where six years later, my void, after watching 500 Days of Summer, has become a gaping black hole… it sucks.

Void Cracking Movie

I just recently turned 24 and the Void is the main reason I have a QUARTER LIFE CRISIS.