Whoever said that the 20's was the street that leads you to your life's highway was clearly living in the 1920s . Your 20's isn't some street with clear cut signals and friendly looking houses with white picket fences. Its the fucking highway itself .Oh and not to forget the other pro drivers who drives up that highway daily and is wondering why you're driving like an old lady in her wheel chair while they are all racing around in sport cars . Basically the 20's, well atleast the primitive stages of it ( which is mostly the first half of it ) is a perplexed full fletched chaotic soap opera . Yes yes just like how high school was for most of us . But hey if you ever thought that just because you said farewell to a building filled with rules and teachers everything would be magically over, again may I with a huge drumroll yell out in a complete head mistress manner voice "WRONG CHILD YOU ARE ONCE AGAIN INCORRECT " .
So yes this early 20s are confusing , messy , with bi polar situations thrown at you from all ends of the society . BUT It is also the years that you learn to let go of the teen years as gracefully as possible to grab onto a much more elegant version of yourself .These are the years in which you destroy your hair with different vibrant colours , and is stuck between dressing up in baggy pants and tee's to cute little gowns . And stomachs the urge to wear sneakers to everywhere possible (YES EVEN TO WEDDINGS ) only to find yourself cursing avril lavigne and hayley from paramore .The years where heartbreak shows you a whole new level of breaking . ,
But hey you still got your old friends and the new ones you make in university and work . You meet people that you instantly connect with, who may also instantly turn around to show their true colours (not in the way phill collins sees it ) . I've seen a pattern in the 20 something lot , that is no matter how many people they add up to their friends list (in facebook and in real life as well ) they always crash land with their school friends , or the oldest group of friends or a friend the moment things go wrong . I myself indulge in that weird habit , I also crash land on The Killers and on The Smiths (Morrissey helps me make fun of the situation ) and secretly wail to Avril Lavigne but its mostly Brandon Flowers who soothe me into reality again. But yes we always run back into the arms of the oldest friend /friends the moment things turn ugly . Why ??? Is it because we practically grew up with them ? , or are we that cynical that we need years to trust a new friend ?. And god forbid if you dont have one or a bunch of those people who are your parachutes in life . You might as well climb the Burj Khalifa and jump out of it . Oh also make sure you make a colourful blast so the people can think you're one of those fireworks and not an actual suicide case .
So as the people disappoint you continuously and we find solace through the words of Bob Marley who tells us that we need to find the ones that are worth suffering for since everyone will just hurt us eventually . How devious of that lord of dreadlock to not tell us HOW TO FIGURE OUT WHICH ARE THE WORTHY ONES. And while all this happens you are just staring into space trying to recollect the pattern of how you got yourself into these kinds of dramatic situations . But you wont figure it out , the more you try to find reason on it the more frizzy your hair will get . And the last thing we need is to add up another factor other than the weather to blame for our bad hair days . Peoples emotions are shot towards you in Robin Hoods bow, all the changes in people you know , knew and just met will put the hurricane katrina and sandy to shame . All that you are left with is just a tumbling tsunami of your own emotions . Give yourselves to music and to your friends at these kinds of moments , (HIGHLY RECOMMENDS KILLERS ) I was lucky enough to have Killers touring in my city during one of those despairing moments in life . And that was therapeutic . Me and mushroom (my best curly friend ) came out of that concert as complete different women . That was a tour to heaven and back . And if you're lucky you find that one sparkly moment amidst the crowd who is singing out every word to their songs and dancing the night away that screams out YOU YES YOU ARE GOING TO BE FINE , PSHTT !! THIS IS JUST ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE SICKENING TIMES THAT WILL PASS BY . And weirdly enough you believe it , Maybe because Brandon Flowers is right in front of you in all his glory or maybe you are too high within the moment itself . Refer to the song Be Still by the album battle born .
Funny thing is all of us have that bunch of friends who can glide through their 20s like slipping through a pretty rainbow , while we get dropped halfway or is still looking for something close to a rainbow . I admire their ability to manage things so gracefully and find peace in early marriages and their babies . Are we the defective lot of the stock that is difficult to unload ? Or are we the simple lot who over broods about things and mess it up instead of going with the flow ?
Flow is the only option left to go . After surviving the early 4 years of the 20s and watching people elder and younger around me enter and leave the 20s , I discovered the secret how some of us metamorphosed into elegant butterflies in their late 20s . By simply doing nothing . If your'e 20's a mess , let is be as messy as a pig sty . If its as clean as a germaphobe's house let is be that way . Simply go all Beatles here yell LET IT BE !!!!!!!!!!!
The survival guide to the confusing 20's for dummies is still unwritten , but as long as you got a bunch of friends around and good music and family and few goals in life which includes getting tats or various colours on your mane and various attires and what nots , just simply LET IT BE . Do all you can and all that you want to and hopefully we all will experience metamorphosis sooner or later .
Flow is the only option left to go . After surviving the early 4 years of the 20s and watching people elder and younger around me enter and leave the 20s , I discovered the secret how some of us metamorphosed into elegant butterflies in their late 20s . By simply doing nothing . If your'e 20's a mess , let is be as messy as a pig sty . If its as clean as a germaphobe's house let is be that way . Simply go all Beatles here yell LET IT BE !!!!!!!!!!!
The survival guide to the confusing 20's for dummies is still unwritten , but as long as you got a bunch of friends around and good music and family and few goals in life which includes getting tats or various colours on your mane and various attires and what nots , just simply LET IT BE . Do all you can and all that you want to and hopefully we all will experience metamorphosis sooner or later .
