I had a mini meltdown the other day. It was about my birthday. I’m turning thirty-seven in two weeks. Now, I’ve stated previously that I’m very content about this, so why the meltdown? I was making a very healthy salad at Wholefoods. A lunch Including sprouts, spinach, and natural spring water to wash it down.
Okay, okay!
I was in the drive through at Taco Bell. I hate that I can’t get anything passed y’all! So anyway, I’m in the drive through, and thinking about age. My age. I’m pretty comfy with my lot in life, good job, and perfect if not freakishly insane partner. Have I missed anything? Is there anything I could have done in my twenties that I just can’t do now?
I thought of my sister, the veterinarian. She was scared that she would never have a “first kiss” ever again if she married her fiancé. That part of her life, the one about discovery was going away. But hell, that was years ago and now she sleeps with any cowboy with an appaloosa. She loved her marriage, glad she did it, but life is long and if you live long enough you’re gonna do pretty much everything once. Everything but, vote Republican. So why worry about “the road not traveled” sometime the road will come back to you.
I do my best thinking in the Taco Bell drive through.
This came in context today when I spoke to a friend that was thinking of moving. They’re deciding on Dallas or Denver, giving up the East coast.I know odd choice, but still that is the choice. I started thinking of my slut, Mormon sister.
As part of the Mormon brainwashing when you’re a kid they have this program called CTR or Choose The Right. This means choose the Mormon beliefs but now that I’m an adult I think of it as listen to you. Every chapter in your life is just a chapter.
Okay, okay!
I was in the drive through at Taco Bell. I hate that I can’t get anything passed y’all! So anyway, I’m in the drive through, and thinking about age. My age. I’m pretty comfy with my lot in life, good job, and perfect if not freakishly insane partner. Have I missed anything? Is there anything I could have done in my twenties that I just can’t do now?
I thought of my sister, the veterinarian. She was scared that she would never have a “first kiss” ever again if she married her fiancé. That part of her life, the one about discovery was going away. But hell, that was years ago and now she sleeps with any cowboy with an appaloosa. She loved her marriage, glad she did it, but life is long and if you live long enough you’re gonna do pretty much everything once. Everything but, vote Republican. So why worry about “the road not traveled” sometime the road will come back to you.
I do my best thinking in the Taco Bell drive through.
This came in context today when I spoke to a friend that was thinking of moving. They’re deciding on Dallas or Denver, giving up the East coast.I know odd choice, but still that is the choice. I started thinking of my slut, Mormon sister.
As part of the Mormon brainwashing when you’re a kid they have this program called CTR or Choose The Right. This means choose the Mormon beliefs but now that I’m an adult I think of it as listen to you. Every chapter in your life is just a chapter.
thirty-seven?
ReplyDeleteur just a pup!
talk to me when you are 45. i still have to remind myself that is how old i am, especially when they call me "sir" at the grocery store. sir? who the hell is sir? i am still "dude"!