Twenty

Called the ‘quarter-life crisis’. You start to realize that your circle of friends is smaller than a few years ago.
You realize that it is increasingly difficult to see your friends and coordinate schedules for different areas: education, work, couple… And every time you enjoy more of that coffee serves as an excuse to chat a while. The crowds are no longer ‘so fun’… sometimes uncomfortable to you.
And the strange comfort of the school, groups, of socializing with same people constantly. But you start to realize that while some others were true friends were not so special after all.
You start to realize that some people are selfish and that, perhaps, those close friends that you thought were not exactly the best people you’ve known and people with whom you’ve lost touch friends happen to be the most important to you.
More like laughing, crying but with fewer tears and more pain. You break your heart and ask yourself as that person who you loved so much could do so much evil. Or perhaps you lay at night and you wonder why you can not meet someone interesting enough to want to know you better.
It seems as if everyone you know and take some years to start dating and marriage. Perhaps you also really love someone, but just are not sure if you feel ready to commit for the rest of your life.
The flirting and the rolls of a night you start to look cheap, and act like an idiot starts to seem really stupid. Leave three times a weekend is exhausting and it means a lot of money for your small salary. View your job and maybe you’re even a little about what you thought you were doing. Or perhaps you’re looking for some work and think you have to start from below and gives you a little afraid.
You try every day to begin to understand yourself on what you want and what is not. Your opinions become stronger.
See what others are doing and you find yourself  judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you have some bonds in your life, and additions to your list of things what is acceptable and what is not. Sometimes you feel great and invincible, and others… alone, afraid and confused. Suddenly, trying to cling to the past, but you realize that the past is ever more remote and there is no other option but to move forward.
You worry about the future, loans, money… and make a life for you. And while win the race would be great, now I just want to be competing in it. What you may not realize is that everyone reading this that we identify with it.
We all have ‘twenty’ and we’d like to get back to 15-16 sometimes.
Appears to be an unstable place, one way traffic in a mess head… But all say it’s the best time of our lives and we do not have to miss because of our fears… They say that these times are the foundation of our future. It seems that yesterday we had 16… Then tomorrow ¿30? So fast.

MUST enforce OUR TIME … WE DON’T GO!