Late bloomers unite

Another friend jumps up and down while I sit chained to a seat. Just another one really. It happens so much now that I have a blurred image of how it.

One friend sends numerous question marks my way, shocked she could even be accepted to win. Another jumps off the bed and runs towards me with an acceptance email out. One casually mentions that his writings had been accepted into magazines like it was nothing. But – as a person who’s only really gotten rejection letters before or ran out of time to try – that means everything to me.

Perhaps I’m just a late bloomer. Maybe it’s not my time yet. But thinking of that only reminds me of a Mulan quote.

“My, my. What beautiful blooms we have this year…. But look! This one’s late! I bet, when it blooms, it will be the most beautiful of all.” – Fa Zhou

But that could be just positive daydreaming. Filling myself up with hopeful quotes doesn’t get anything done. By the end of the day, I still need to work hard to get anywhere in this world. I just wish that getting work done had an automatic reward sometimes.

Some quotes are not just positive daydreaming though. There’s one quote from Lin-Manuel Miranda when he was talking about writing “Wait For It” that reminds me of myself.

“I think we’ve all had moments where we’ve seen friends and colleagues zoom past us, either to success, or to marriage, or to homeownership, while we lingered where we were – broke, single, jobless. And you tell yourself, ‘Wait for it.'”

Wait For It” is one of my favorite songs off that album because I relate to it too much. All I do is wait for it. Perhaps – one day – waiting for it and being a late bloomer is worth it.

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