as of two days ago i am 27 years old.
sigh.
that's old. that's dangerously close to thirty.
27 is a very grown-up sounding age.
it does not sound like an age where one would be growing out their hair until their girlfriend makes them cut it.
nor does it sound like an age where one would be laying in bed wishing that they had money for comic books.
27 sounds like marriage. maybe career.
i, of course, do not sound like marriage or career.
i sound like a teenager or (on good days) someone in their early twenties.
sarah vowell once said that for her growing up meant that she had to be less mature, and i think that this is largely true for me. i was too serious growing up.
in fact, i was downright morose sometimes.
i've always been a bit of an existentialist. feeling the need to know why we are here before i can enjoy the fact that we are here.
and truth be told not much has changed.
which is why i've decided that 27 will be the year that i:
learn to fly a kite
become really good at pinball
by a telescope and spend a good deal of time with my feet in a field and my mind in the cosmos
eat more ice cream
get out of bed more
write more letters
give more presents
and so forth
and so on.
but none of that today, of course.
i'm far too old and tired to do any of that.
9:18 a.m. - 2008-01-25
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