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Monday, September 1st, 2008
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6:21p - The search for meaning. Or just something better to do.
I turned 31 a few weeks ago. Look at that. I think I feel it, too. 31. It's definitely not like transitioning from 25 to 26. This new age brought with it some tell-tale signs. I'm living with them, but I dare not enumerate them for fear of giving them validation. They're there, but I'm trying to keep my attitude on a "kiss my ass!" level.
One sign I have to acknowledge, though, is this hankering to do something meaningful with my life. (That's a good "you're DEFINITELY older" sign, right?) I want to help. Someone. Or other. I don't know how exactly I want to help, I don't know that I would be much help to anyone, but I want to do something that makes someone's life easier, if not better. I'm getting tired of my airconditioned cube and shiny marble floors. Buying shiny, new stuff for myself and family and friends, while still fun, is starting to have an increasingly shorter shelf life -- it perks me up for an hour or two and then, soon enough, turns stale and tired.
If anybody out there has any idea that could help me out here, I'd like to hear it. I'm not ready to start a family, so that's off the list. And besides, who would I be helping in that scenario? Certainly not the rest of mankind, as there are already too many of us to begin with. (If I could give birth to pandas, though, that would be a different matter altogether.)
I need to do something that makes someone else happy. What would make you happy?
current mood: helpful
current music: Brooke Fraser (4 comments |comment on this)
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