Still Figuring It Out

When I was younger, I imagined that by the time I reached my twenties, I would have it all figured out. To my six-year-old self, the mid-to-late twenties seemed like a distant, almost magical time. It felt so far away, and at the time, so grown-up. I was sure by then I would have everything figured out. I would have a thriving career, a beautiful home, a life-long partner and maybe even a child or two. Now, here I am, at 27, feeling as lost and confused as ever.