If I were 22 again, I would still be a smarter man at my current age of 33. You see, because a lot of people looking back on their age of 22 was the age where they were finishing college and about to enter the working world. Me? I had been a television professional for four years at that point in my life.
There are some people I have known at 22 that were no better off than age 18, except for having their college degree.
There are some people I have known at 22 that had never lived on their own.
There are some people I have known at 22 who were married, sometimes with multiple kids already in the world.
There are some people I have known at 22 who just didn’t get it…but thought otherwise.
The magical age is no longer 22. The magical age is different for everyone. While I was in high school, I had the Navy pursuing me trying to get me enlisted for eventual enrollment in their nuclear engineering program. I also applied to my favorite college in the world, Texas A&M. But my problem with the Navy is that I’ve never felt comfortable in the water. My problem with Texas A&M is that while I was on top of things doing the application, I was lazy and never made sure that my application fee was sent to the school. How different would my life be had either of those situations panned out? I don’t know, but I try not to think about it.
Life is not about what you wish you had known at an earlier age, but what you know now.
Make the best of your current situation.
Right now, I have my Bachelor and Master degrees, the latter being from a world-class business school. I have a beautiful family. While I may not have the ability to travel the world, I have the ability to roam it as needed and as I see fit to my situation. I still make use of knowledge of others that have “been there, done that, got the t-shirt”. I enjoy life as it comes to me.
Don’t worry, be happy.