Looking Back

I was looking at some Facebook pictures a few weeks ago of people that I went to high school with, ones that I have not seen or talked to since we graduated six and a half years ago. In these pictures, they were drinking, doing silly things, dancing, etc. Essentially, being young adults. When I saw the pictures of them with drinks in their hands, I thought to myself, "We're not old enough to drink," forgetting that, in fact, we are.

You see, when I see people that I graduated high school with, whether in pictures or in real life, people I no longer have any contact with, I am immediately a teenager again, back in high school, with braces and bad hair, and so are they. I temporarily forget that we are all full grown adults, on our own, with jobs, significant others, and everything else that comes with being an adult. For a few seconds there, I am transported back to high school.

Once I come to my senses and realize that I am almost twenty-five years old, about to move to go to law school, and that we are all of legal drinking age, I breath a huge sigh of relief, so thankful that I am no longer in high school. I am not saying that I did not like high school; I did. I had fun. But that part of my life is over and done with. I am no longer that person. I am on a new path; I like where I am, where I am going, and I would not change it or go back for anything.