Make a ten year plan,
Find someone to settle down with,
Put down roots,
It’s said in a million different ways, but the message is always the same
Figure out what you’re doing,
Find your life,
Settle down here,
It’s everywhere, I’m sure everyone has heard it, but I don’t hear any balking
I’m not sure why — it makes me I feel I’m going to choke
There’s adventure in my soul, and even seven years spent in one place feels like a lifetime
Can’t they see that staying put will make me ingrown?
That I will carry my roots with me?
That what will be growing will be me?
I’m not opposed to falling in love, but I’m asking to not wait around while someone gets settled into their career
I don’t care if I’m called too picky, I believe that there is someone who will go with me, someone who will give me even more of a reason to go
I know that the advice will keep coming, it’s conventional wisdom after all, all fine and good but definitely not for me
So I’ll keep waiting and quietly dreaming about my life of adventure, the adventures I will never give up
no matter how many times someone tells me to make a ten year plan, find someone to settle down with, put down roots