wherein I ramble for a bit
May. 4th, 2005 10:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smg01Something just occurred to me. I'm a grown up. And, anymore, more days than not I actually feel like a grown up. Sure, there are still plenty of times that emotionally I feel like I'm 14, but I've learned to accept that in actuality I am an adult. I think I've done more maturing in my thirties--and in the last couple of years in particular--than at almost any other time in my life.
Part of what inspired this thought is watching my friends list and realizing how many of us have bought houses/condos, etc., how many have made career moves, or just plain reached new levels in their lives. And suddenly I started feeling like I was watching all of these people get to new stages in life. And I realized that I was one of those people too. This probably all seems unbelievable mushy to anyone reading this, and I'll admit to being a kind of sentimental person sometimes. Still, I think there's something kinda.....neat......about watching us all move into these new stages. Good on us, then.
That said, I'm still shallow enough to feel a little alarmed about the swift passage of time. I'm loving my thirties and feel a little bit like this is a golden time. The forties, on the other hand, are approaching on the not-very-distant horizon and I'm not so excited about development. It just doesn't seem possible that I'm almost ready to start a new decade. I'm just not sure that I'm ready for that yet.
Part of what inspired this thought is watching my friends list and realizing how many of us have bought houses/condos, etc., how many have made career moves, or just plain reached new levels in their lives. And suddenly I started feeling like I was watching all of these people get to new stages in life. And I realized that I was one of those people too. This probably all seems unbelievable mushy to anyone reading this, and I'll admit to being a kind of sentimental person sometimes. Still, I think there's something kinda.....neat......about watching us all move into these new stages. Good on us, then.
That said, I'm still shallow enough to feel a little alarmed about the swift passage of time. I'm loving my thirties and feel a little bit like this is a golden time. The forties, on the other hand, are approaching on the not-very-distant horizon and I'm not so excited about development. It just doesn't seem possible that I'm almost ready to start a new decade. I'm just not sure that I'm ready for that yet.