Forming into something

A lot of the past few days have been such an echo. After school, all the cars flooding out of the parking lot were full of people driving with their friends. And there I was, silently in my car, on my way home to change for work. After work, a Friday night, the apartments next to my work had their windows open and music playing and a party going. It was obvious to me the night started a couple hours ago for everyone. And I was walking to my car. I drove to work on saturday and I even saw old friends drive past me in traffic in their Oregon Ducks clothing on the way to the football game. Me, driving away from them in my work outfit.

I feel so tied down for a pay check that comes every fifteen days. But honeslty, it really doesn't feel worth it. I spend it all to feel better about myself. And sometimes it really doesn't help.

I love my job. I really do. And everyone there.
I just feel like I'm growing up way too fast.