On my way to the studio early last night, I had this great post from fellow Gemini Girl (when you click on it, don’t let it confuse you. You did end up in the right place. We just happen to have the same WP theme) going around and around in my mind.
Even from the first time I read it, I could tell we shared common check points and traffic bottlenecks while we were doing the proverbial slip sliding away down the highway of life.
Only that mine didn’t exactly go in the same order. After managing to survive the childhood from hell, and graduating with honours from high school at 16, I found myself exhilarating with power but – unbeknownst to me, in a very precarious mental equilibrium. Oh, but I thought I WAS moving. Fast and furious.
Before I had time to understand what the hell was happening to me, I found myself married and with two toddlers at 21. And the brilliant scientific career I was supposed to have? Buried under a pile of laundry along with other various dreams. At least they were keeping each other company, I guess.