December 8, 2009
Every Autumn, I used to wish for Spring to come fast. As soon as winter hit (which it hasn't officially done yet, but damn its cold) I would start doing the “come on Springtime!” chant.
Not any more. I realize that next Spring I will be 42. That means the 40's are only going to get stronger and the numbers will climb higher even faster. At least, that's what I'm told by folks far, far older than I. Folks who are well into their fifties even!
Two very good friends of mine are about to turn 30. I can't help but be excited for them both. When I turned 30 it seemed like my whole world opened up wide and life became a fun, exciting, challenging, rewarding, fulfilling experience instead of a fight.
Sometime in my late twenties, someone looked at me and said, “Steven, it looks as if you'll be dragged through life kicking and screaming.”
I'm no longer friends with that asshole.
There are so many things that I know now that make life easier. For instance, I know I have good friends and a supportive, loving family. There are friends out there who I haven't met yet, and others who's friendship is only beginning.
Other life lessons that come in handy include knowing that what other people think is not only impossible, but largely impractical. Even if I could read minds, what good would that do anyone?
Then there are the simple things that make living easier. I know I will never cut coupons – they're a waste of time. I know that I'll probably always be a Verizon® customer no matter how much I bitch and whine about them and I know I like La Yogurt®.
And on reflection, and after re-reading this post, I know I'm not the least bit deep.
WHEW!
