The closer I get to my 4th decade of life, the less I want to be bothered by stress or other peoples' priorities.
I'm sure this will get worse with more years under my belt. I've seen what is in store for the world, and it is my elder relations. Get ready. It's not going to be pretty, but it's going to be hilarious.
At this point in my life, though, it's more of an irritation. My give a crap occasionally craps out. Mostly that happens after a repetitive conversation, a reiteration of my lack of value to an employer, or the realization that I'm being blown off by a suitor.
None of that is soul-crushing. None of it is life-threatening. None of it is earth-shattering.
It's just life. I can change the subject, quit a job (preferably with another lined up already), and move on romantically. The question is, will I?
Looking forward to learning from experiences and mistakes in order to grow into my old age and wisdom that is supposed to come with it. Then again, there is a certain amount of satisfaction I gain from setting my own pace, my own priorities and putting everything into perspective.
Ready to meander my way through another week.
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