The anxiety of being 22. A friend wrote: “I’m 22, I want to start a business, I want to write, I want to help entrepreneurship in my country. I can’t decide.”
“Dear President Obama, remember the boy who was picked up by the ambulance in Syria? Can you please go get him and bring him to (my home?) Park in the driveway or the street and we will be waiting for you guys with flags, flowers, and balloons. We will give him a family and he will be our brother.”
We are not terrible people, we are a people that is simply using its resources and trying to stay alive in a society that repeatedly attacks us for using what we have to our advantage, while stereotyping us as a whole.
After you graduate, you have the freedom to travel or move to a new city without any emotional attachment to ground you – take advantage of that. Your purpose is somewhere out there, waiting to be discovered; and trust me when I say he’s not it.
From his male modeling career in Japan, to his war correspondence in South Sudan, Mitch Swenson has seen the inner workings of a world lit by luxury and tragedy.
Sure, you can craft a cover letter like nobody’s business, but that doesn’t mean your room is as organized as your well written “about me” section.
Always check the location of your thong before exiting the bathroom. It is possible that you pulled it up over your sweater.
Relationships are rocky. Whether it be your friend that you’ve known since grade school or the significant other you’ve been off and on with for a few years now. Everyone around our age is stressing about their own issues.
You have to literally prove your age to some especially annoying nonbelievers.
You may be young and in love, and that is a beautiful thing. I mean it. Treasure your love. Be good to each other. But know that love is not enough.