does age equal maturity? or vice versa?
the subject of age arose today. of mid-twenties, of old age... and i had to stop. stop and ask myself where i think i am, where i thought i'd be and where i think i'm going.
i think, therefore i am.... 26 and 3/4 years old, employed on a full-time basis in job which somedays is challenging, somedays is not and is always good to me. i have a wonderful group of friends, as spread far and wide as they may be, and a solid grasp on life, love and the pursuit of happiness.
i thought i might like to be ..... pretty much where i am. depending on how far back you go. if you want to go back to the beginning of time, the annals of my mind recall my wishes and hopes and dreams putting me a either a professional athlete or a garbageman... alas, those dreams died about the same time.... i was an amateurish amateur athlete and garbage, well, its garbage.... kudos to anyone who has the fortitude and compassion to deal with all that....
where i am slowly going crazy.... 5....4..3..2.1.. switch.... to my next life... the one where the person most important to me gets to be with me more, where we are in the employ of people who recognize we are doing them a favour by granting them our services and to more of the same... to coffee all day and thinking all night.... to books to discuss and discussions to write.... to happiness ruling all and rules being happy
so as the dawn of one year and the sunset of another come ever closer, closer, closer still, i am where i am, i be where i be, and i go where i go
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