The milk I bought today had an expiration date of April 1st. What will happen between now and April 1st? I could find the job that will define the next chapter of my life. I could take the leap to move to a new place that will hold infinite possibilities for the rest of my life. I could meet someone new that will be with me throughout the rest of my life - I could lose someone that has always been a part of my life.
I've mentioned before the strange and uncomfortable feeling that comes from being a 20-something without a set direction, but there is also something so beautiful that comes from being a 20-something with the rest of your life in front of you. Some day everything will be laid out and it will look as if it had all been planned that way from the very beginning - my milk cartons help to remind me that at this point in my life I have no clue what's coming for me. The passage of time is a funny thing - but it's so important to pause, breathe, and look at that date on the milk carton every once in a while...
Ok, I promise I won't be a creeper and post on every single post you write, but those one really resonated with me. I found myself in a jealous funk tonight about a Flinn scholar in a class below me who has received all these accolades and just got a scholarship to Cambridge. I haven't talked to her in years - I shouldn't give a damn, but it put me in a bitter mood. And then I just thought, but ya, she has been plowing through school, through life, working studying working studying and room for little else. And I don't want that life. And comparing just makes me unhappy. I would rather stop and ponder and appreciate than hurdle senselessly ahead losing time and meaning. *Ahhhh* Thanks, I feel better. Good post April Milk. And the former foodbank worker in me must tell you the milk is good for up to a week after the date if stored properly.
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