Remember that kid in your class that was the last to leave the bathroom during breaks because they took so long? The whole class waited on them outside and groaned as minutes from their recess time passed by. (might've been me on several occasions)
or maybe the person that's always the last to finish their food at the restaurant? (also me)
I have just recently discovered that I am always the last to know about things or learn special skills. Like after four years of playing softball, I finally know, get and understand the rules! or how I'm learning to be more resourceful and make my own clothes; okay, okay just crocheting scarves is my goal, but it's a start right?!!
I think that's quite alright though, it's like I acquired all this knowledge right when I needed it. Often times it can be stressful but when I piece certain pieces of information together and it actually makes sense, it's very liberating.
The good thing about being a "late bloomer" is that if you're lucky enough, you'll come into contact with some pretty amazing people that can teach you things about their stirring findings. Luckily for me, I have amazing friends like that.
The other night at Tara's, their was an excited discussion about an author, Malcom Gladwell who supposedly is a great writer. I keep hearing great things about his books. I haven't read a good book in a long while. I think I'll read one of Gladwell's.
I'm learning a lot, the more and more I spend time with them. I rather like it.
