Old Soul Syndrome

Every so often I get this feeling that I’m not living my life to the fullest, that I don’t take enough chances, or that I am possibly too wise for my age. At the beginning of adulthood most people feel like they have to go crazy and go out all of the time. Call me a homebody, but I don’t understand the appeal of going out every weekend…it seems exhausting.

Don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with friends and having fun (I’m not a total square), but I just don’t ever have the urge to go super far out of character. I attribute this to being an old soul, or possibly I suffer from old soul syndrome. I’d much rather stay in and listen to records than go out and drink cheap vodka out of a plastic bottle. Also, I tend to feel lost when I’m in a room of belligerent people who can’t carry on a conversation. I’d much rather be in a room full of adults sipping a glass of wine, talking about travel, politics, or food.

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Friends bring out the weird in each other.

So maybe there are times when I feel a bit out of my element, but at least I am aware and reflective of my actions. I can’t stand when people just keeping doing the same thing over and over and complain about it; to me that is the definition of insanity. In that case, I’m perfectly fine with being sane and boring. My friends get me and appreciate the way I am, which is awesome!

So, I think the most important thing to take away from this is, well, for those of you with old soul syndrome like me, is to take a look at the big picture. Take a moment to think about your actions and how they’re going to affect your life and if you can do that, you’re guaranteed to have a much more satisfying life than those who run away from reality.

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