"Too young to be rushing things, Too old to be wasting time" There comes a strange season in life where you start feeling time differently, where the heart feels pulled in two directions. Some mornings you wake up feeling behind, like everyone else has already found their direction while you're still figuring out where do you even belong. Other days you remind yourself that rushing into the wrong life just to feel "on time" is another kind of wasting time. The truth is, most of us are walking through this exact middle chapter. Trying to be responsible with our days while still learning what those days are meant for. Wanting progress, but also wanting peace. Some paths will take longer than you hoped. Some dreams will change while you're chasing them. And some days will feel confusing in ways you can't explain. But none of that means you're failing. It simply means you're growing into a life that actually fits you. So take your time, but don't drift. Care about your future, but don't punish yourself for still learning. You are not late, and you are not wasting your youth either. And I think the real lesson of this age is to care about your time without letting it scare you. To move forward without forgetting how to breathe.