Woke Up Like This

by Amy Lea

“Hate to break it to you, but adulthood is just a never-ending cycle of chores, obligations, googling how to fix stuff, and spending money on things you hate. Like sponges and dish detergent.”

“My point is, I spend half the time pretending to know what I’m doing, and the other half ignoring all my problems and hoping they’ll disappear. Spoiler alert: they do not.

“You know, the first time I saw you, I—I remember feeling out of breath, like I’d just run drills in the gym or something, even though I was just sitting there. You’re beautiful. Big brain and all.”

It’s like someone’s wrapped me in a heated blanket when I didn’t know I was cold.

“That’s the thing about the best days of your life. You don’t know they’re the best until they’re already gone,”

For some reason, I always thought adults made decisions with purpose. That they knew what they were doing all the time. But maybe adults are just like teens, bumbling around aimlessly, unsure if they’ve gotten it right.

I may know exactly how it’s going to unfold. And yet, here, right now, I’m present. In this moment, this is the youngest I’ll ever be. While I can’t control what will happen or who I’ll lose in my life, I know I can make the most of right now. And I want to live in this moment.