Ever feel like you're sitting at the edge of your life, waiting for it to begin? You see everyone around you moving forward, but you're sitting still. You're in a glass bubble and you want nothing more than to break free and join everyone on this journey called living. You try to stand and punch holes in the bubble, and when you succeed, you feel an incredible rush. Only to crumble again when you realize your bubble has one thousand layers and you do not have the energy, or; admit it, even the desire to keep punching. You sink back down and continue watching everyone through the glass. No one is flaunting their forward motion, but it's so glaringly obvious, you feel like they're laughing in your face. You watch everyone seemingly glide through their twenties with every ounce of poise you only wish you could muster. Dream jobs, dream homes, dream families. Everything you wish you had, so far out of reach seems to come so easily for others. You recognize that they have worked for it and deserve it, but didn't you do something right, too? My bubble feels like it's getting smaller now. I have to curl up in a ball to keep my heart from feeling like it's falling out of my chest. With my face pressed on the bottom of my glass prison, I continue watching and hoping that someday, I can break free....