“Being in my thirties doesn’t feel bad. I should have accomplished more, my joints are a little rustier, but it’s not much different from my twenties. She’s overreacting.
“Wait a minute. I’m not thirty. Nobody’s called me thirty. Somebody would have.
“Am I thirty? How do I not know this? Where’s my driver’s license? 1981…
“No, I’m not. That’s somewhere in the twenties. Twenty-eight? Nine? Twenty-nine feels right. Yeah, twenty-nine until September.
“God, I’m going to be thirty soon. That is going to suck. Why haven’t I gotten more done? I’m falling apart.”
I have a feeling I'll be coming back to this one as March 2013 approaches!
ReplyDeleteI turn 30 in July, you want to get together and have a 30 party?
ReplyDeleteI'm turning 27 Sunday...maybe this one should be a read-aloud contest as well. :)
ReplyDeleteI remember that panic.It happened at about age 25. After thirty it went away. Oh wait...did you post this to get people to reveal their ages? Oh no! Wait... whew! I only said "after thirty"- not that I'm forty. Uh, I mean... oh crap.
ReplyDeleteHa! I'll be 32 this year, and no, I will NOT explain to you who Spiro Agnew is, 22 year old intern.
ReplyDelete(Also, I dunno if you saw but I got my personal blog online this week! http://www.brain-confetti.com)
This is a feeling that simply does not go away, only intensifies. Sigh. Peace...
ReplyDeleteHaving passed the 30' mark, I know how you feel. It can get better, if you manage to get used to the idea that 30 something is not old yet. ;P
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