October 15, 2011

  • Don't You Dare

    The weekend is the refuse of the great and tired.
    The one solace I always give myself is that I'm not so old yet.
    I had a training thing with people of all ages including in their 50s!
    And they seem content in the moment to still talk about their opinions and make jokes.
    They might not be as fit as they used to be (or maybe they never were), but their lives are still good enough.
    So, when I'm 50, I can look back at the current times or even my 30's and be like: what a silly kid I was then, at least none of it really made a difference.
    And that's a large comfort I think.
    Even a lot of cool people on TV shows were in their 30's with problems. You're not supposed to have it all figured out yet, probably.
    If you had everything sorted in your mid 20's what's the point of the next 40 years?