Breathe, my friend

I saw this quote today and it really resonated with me.

Lately it seems like time has been flying. I'm only 20, but I still feel like I'm 17. I don't feel ready for anything, yet I'm so ready for everything. I'm ready to get out of college and start a job. I want to have a house, not an apartment. I want to buy furniture. I want to paint the walls of my dining room.

But at the same time, I am beyond not ready for that. I feel like everyone around me is on top of their game and planning their next step in their lives, and I'm making it up as I go. I have no idea where I want to be after college. I don't know where I'm living in 5 months. I feel like everything is being strung together at the last minute.

And that gets me stressed out sometimes a lot. I am a worrier and a planner. I like knowing what's going on next. I'm not spontaneous. Let's get burritos instead of pasta is about as spontaneous as I get. I've grown to accept that, and I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. But at the same time, is that a bad thing? It probably hasn't helped me as much as I'd like to think it has.

This quote is helping me to remember that I'm still young. I have so much ahead of me. If I try to plan every little thing in my future I'll go crazy.

It's just not going to happen.

There are going to be so many changes ahead. I just have to prepare as best I can and hope for the best.

Is anyone else on the same page?