If I could go back in time and talk to my past self I would
tell myself to take advantage of my age. As a child I spent a fair amount of
time dreaming about the day when I would take off and live on my own and for
whatever reason it always seemed like a just a dream, not a possible reality.
Boy was I wrong about that.
Living away from your family, away from the school, away
from PA’s and Campus Security- it’s a bit sketch to be frank. I mean I woke up
this morning to a house full of random girls with nobody to answer to besides
my roommate. Who was asleep. Again. Okay so people are over, no big deal. I
like people most of the time and these girls are pretty chill.
But looking around the room, around the house, I see clutter
and messes and other things that need doing. And this house seems to look at me
as if expecting ME to know what to do and how to do it. Me.
Everyone leaves and I am flying solo. The emptiness of the
apartment pressures me to act mature and responsible. I scan my Twitter feed.
Oh yeah, dishes. I should probably wash those.
The strangest part of growing up for me is realizing the
rigidity of Newton’s third law: Every action has an equal and opposite
reaction. Fundamentally this makes sense but the implications of this law are
staggering. If I don’t wash the dishes they will stay dirty. I will eventually
run out of clean dishes. Then they all start to mold. Wow. So this is real
life.
A friend (I can't remember who I'm sorry to say), once told me that when they lived with roommates, they each had one plate, bowl, cup, and set of silverware. That way if they were dirty, you would have to wash them pretty much right away. I thought that was a cool way to do it, I was always (and still am) bad at getting to the dishes in the sink. I am sure you are better than me at it, I just wanted to share that idea because I really liked it :)
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