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Currently I'm 24, I live by myself off my own means, at a job related to my major making movies with a close friend. I pay my rent, my bills, and still have enough left over for food and sometimes a few boy toys. Three years after my fall life is pretty good.

The other morning I woke up at 7 a.m. to get ready for work just like I have any other morning since July. I make my way through the studio apartment in the dark. Not that it matters, most of my trip is done with dozy closed eyes anyways. On with the bathroom light, up with the hot water in the shower. Time to wash away sleepiness and become alert. Like many a morning where the previous night was spent up late either watching tv, or at work, it took a little longer to get all of my grogginess to go down the drain so i sat back in the tub. Looking over to my right my eyes begin to focus on the edge of the tub. At 24, recent college grad, no kids, first job and apartment, someone who's escaped the horrors of his own mind and figured out how to get life working right, I'm pretty sure I had the biggest realization in my 24 year old world.

Whoa.

There's a girl razor in my bathroom. Shampoos and conditioners in funny pink bottles with flower fragrances and a strange purple toothbrush next to mine. When did this happen?? It doesn't end here. Getting out of the shower I walked around in nothing by my towel and my lovely early to mid 20's splendor and found Superman Pj's in a grocery bag on my floor, G.I. Joe DVDs next to my television. As I got dressed I found the bottom drawer of my dresser filled with ankle socks, thong, bras, and little cutesy low cut sweaters.

O.o??

On a purely 24 year old male level, I found myself screaming horror.

On the grand scheme of things I couldn't help but wonder when did I actually get to a point where everything was going...right?

Not sure what concerns me more; The idea that i'm losing my youth and bachelorhood, or the idea that i might actually be doing things correctly.

This photo is in snapshots because Deviantart has no "prolific life revelations" category".

Description
Currently I'm 24, I live by myself off my own means, at a job related to my major making movies with a close friend. I pay my rent, my bills, and still have enough left over for food and sometimes a few boy toys. Three years after my fall life is pretty good.

The other morning I woke up at 7 a.m. to get ready for work just like I have any other morning since July. I make my way through the studio apartment in the dark. Not that it matters, most of my trip is done with dozy closed eyes anyways. On with the bathroom light, up with the hot water in the shower. Time to wash away sleepiness and become alert. Like many a morning where the previous night was spent up late either watching tv, or at work, it took a little longer to get all of my grogginess to go down the drain so i sat back in the tub. Looking over to my right my eyes begin to focus on the edge of the tub. At 24, recent college grad, no kids, first job and apartment, someone who's escaped the horrors of his own mind and figured out how to get life working right, I'm pretty sure I had the biggest realization in my 24 year old world.

Whoa.

There's a girl razor in my bathroom. Shampoos and conditioners in funny pink bottles with flower fragrances and a strange purple toothbrush next to mine. When did this happen?? It doesn't end here. Getting out of the shower I walked around in nothing by my towel and my lovely early to mid 20's splendor and found Superman Pj's in a grocery bag on my floor, G.I. Joe DVDs next to my television. As I got dressed I found the bottom drawer of my dresser filled with ankle socks, thong, bras, and little cutesy low cut sweaters.

O.o??

On a purely 24 year old male level, I found myself screaming horror.

On the grand scheme of things I couldn't help but wonder when did I actually get to a point where everything was going...right?

Not sure what concerns me more; The idea that i'm losing my youth and bachelorhood, or the idea that i might actually be doing things correctly.

This photo is in snapshots because Deviantart has no "prolific life revelations" category".