This will offend many of my elderly readers, but I'm old and I have only become old within the last year. Last Fall I was pulling all nighters like it was my job. Well it was kind of my job because I was still an art student and everyone knows you can't do a project without 900 cups of of coffee to keep you up for the next 120 hours while you start your project over and over again. It's true, its in the college application.
Post graduation life is still full of work, stress, parties and fun. It just all gets moved to a different time period you forgot existed. There is an entire group of people that wake up before the sun rises and get tucked into bed after the nightly news. Last night my sister texted me at 11:30 p.m. Like most old people would have, I missed the message because I was already fast asleep, dreaming about shelties walking on their hind legs wearing sneakers, eating ice cream and driving cars. I woke up in the morning and texted her back at 6:00 a.m. to tell her that I was sleeping when I received her message. Her response at 10:00 a.m. was "Haha. I was sleeping when you texted me this morning, you are old!"
After this realization I knew there were two options. One, fight it! Stay young, shoot some red bull into my blood stream and light something on fire to feel alive. Two, give it up. After 20 your body is only beginning to decay anyways. After work today, I'll purchase a handful of lotto tickets and some sugar-free candies, sit on the couch thinking it through as I nod off to Everybody Loves Raymond before 8:00 p.m. I wonder when that next night of Bingo is.
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