Life in my thirties...
[Posted to Random Bytes on March 2, 2003 02:38 PM| Links to this post ]
I don't know if its just me or not, but I found that there was a great deal of self-awareness that crept into my being the second that I turned thirty.

I occupy space and I'm comfortable with that. But, I get the sense that I'll be 40 before I fully figure out why I occupy the space I do.

There's also a sense of just not giving a shit about certain things anymore. Case in point, I just put a hole in the ass of my favorite pants getting ready to leave. Did I immediately change them and mourn the loss of my favorite pants? Nope, I'll finish out the day in them and welcome the new addition to my collection of "used to be favorite, but now I just wear 'em on the weekend pants".

I'm leaving the house in my new wear 'em on the weekend pants as soon as I can tear my way away from the machine. I hope the other kids don't laugh at me. I'm a bit worried though because there's no way that my mom will console me on this one.

That's another thing I miss about being in my 20's - my parents stopped treating me like a little kid. Imagine - I spent 10 years trying to escape their blackhole, four or five years resigned to it - and *poof* - it just disappeared one day.

Let me know if you know of any way to get it back - it was a lot more fun resisting it than it is not having it at all.

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