Lately, I've felt like the runt of the litter. The last to get out of the contracts and into a permanent job, the last to find a relationship, the last to buy a house.
I sat around my nice relaxing house party new years eve talking to my girlfriends and realizing that they are entering some major phases of their lives and I'm just in the line waiting to enter mine. In some respects, I'm ok with that. I think about the things they're about to do and as much as I would love to be doing them too, I would rather do them in a few years. I know I'm not ready to change my life in the ways they are.

I guess I don't want to be left behind. I don't want to be so far behind that I can't relate. I suppose that's not possible since we're great friends, but I don't have experience to contribute, only projections of what I think it's like.

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