I've come to a few realizations over the last couple of weeks. First, I find myself alone at my house quite often. In this solitary state, while going about random activities such as cooking, eating, changing a bike tire, stylizing, etc, I talk to myself. I don't exactly have conversations with myself, I think I just verbalize aloud what I am thinking, or narrate what I am doing. I think it is something I have always done, but I am not certain. I'm not sure whether or not it is a sign of craziness or loneliness.
I seem to do a great deal of ranting in my blog. I didn't so much notice until the last week or so, but I feel like many of my entries are negative to an extent. Perhaps it is due to some slight depression.
I believe the source of said depression would be a glaring realization I had recently; I'm turning 26 this year. I have been the residing patriarch of everywhere I have lived over the last year and a half. I think it really sank in when I was registering my roof rack online for the warranty. When asked to enter in my age group, I no longer fell under the comforting blanket of 18-24; I was taken into the cold, icy embrace of 25-34.
25 never sounded so old.
7 comments:
but you keep getting better. see your childhood picture for an example of this. You are like a fine wine. (your brother looks like your mom might have drank some fine wine when she was pregnant with him, so maybe you know what I'm talking about.)
you're an extrovert and I hate the phrase "mid-twenties" when used in reference to me
Tecktonic Dance = antidepressant.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s766yBOUxCw
Also ponder on the fact that the older you get the better your bikes get. Except that theory really doesn't work for me because I am older than you and you have a neater bike.
welcome to the club, my friend. and just so you know, i didn't even meet justin until he was 26. so there. i think it's a fabulous age and you've never looked better.
and, i do love your rantings. justin and i laugh out loud when we read them.
i talk out loud alone....a lot...i think it's special...i'm glad we can share that.
Shut up. Just shut up.
I have always said that you aren't crazy if you talk to yourself! It's when you start answering yourself is when you may have jumped the line to looneyville.
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