Lately I’ve been reading blogs by women at least ten years older than I. Married with children women. Single sexual escapades women. Career women. And it’s got me thinking about my life now and how different it is going to look a decade into the future.
Ten years ago, I was an apathetic teenager ready to move out of the house. Ten years from now, who will I be?
And though that feels really far away, I am sure it’ll arrive faster than I anticipate. “There” can quickly become “here” when we don’t pay attention.
So I pay attention.
I record my thoughts.
I constantly refer to my calendar.
I feel my presence in my present.
I drink a lot of coffee.
I draw blood.
I analyze test scoring strategies.
I pay rent on time.
I fly almost every month.
I bite.
I haven’t had a one-night stand in ages.
I don’t call my parents.
I get tired of being a gender and ethnic minority.
I am looking forward to the next ten years.
ME TOO.
haha well if it’s anything like the last ten years… ;)
Yeah, life certainly moves quickly. My friend lamented the other day that he was 35; I told him I’d be there in a second. 32 in December…I can’t even believe it.
Time is such a weird thing to conceptualize hmm. I’ll be there in a second as well. But as long as we’re trying to live full and meaningful lives, there’ll be nothing to lament. That’s what I believe. :D