For sometime now I have felt the debt I owe to humanity weighing heavily on my shoulders. I know, ridiculous. I’m 24, healthy, without debt, and I haven’t had anything hard- in fact I’ve kind of been given everything. Which means, for anyone who is familiar with the parable of the talents, I owe a lot. 

And it seems that the time to pay up is quickly approaching. I would guess that most people my age feel similarly, they’ve been given time to “flourish” and opportunity and have had somebody else footing the bill. I wish it weren’t so daunting, the fear of failure and inadequacy so present. 

But it is. And the bill needs to be paid, let’s hope that I’ll be able to.