March 3rd, 2010
I worry about the stupidest things sometimes.
Most people worry about feeling their age. I worry about why I don't feel my age, and why I find myself so far removed from other people my own age (whatever the fuck that means).
|Date:||March 3rd, 2010 07:13 am (UTC)|| |
Welcome to the club...
Totally know what you're feeling. At my age I -think- I should be doing certain things. Instead, I feel like a 30-something year old with kids running around.
I hear you. I feel the same way about my age.
Thank you. :)
And re: age, it's not that I hate how old I am, it's a weird existential disconnect between my age and how old I feel. Hard to explain in a short response. :)
"it's not that I hate how old I am, it's a weird existential disconnect between my age and how old I feel."
No, I realised that's what you meant. What I meant was that I have no issue with how old I am, but I definitely feel removed from what most people seem to expect someone my age's life to be like...if that makes sense.
As long as you're happy, though...
I know what you mean, Ben. Aside from a select group, I'm usually most comfortable with people younger than I am. We see the world in similar ways. Most folks ideas of "growing up" would amount to soul death for me.
In any case, happy birthday, and I celebrate your continued existence.
Sometimes, I wish I could be that normal, married 40-something dude, with 2.1 kids, mortgaged to the eyeballs, etc. But mostly, no.
This is the first time in a decade I've felt my age.
I fail to see a problem with that.
That's a good place to be. :)
Happy birthday. Life's a little brighter with you in it. :)
Aw, shucks. :) Thank you.