Twenty Nine

On March 9, I turn 29. This thought struck me the other day, and I’m feeling old. One year shy of the big three oh. All the guys I used to live with in undergrad are married now. I know many folks younger than me who are married, have children or are thinking about children, people looking to buy a house/property.

These all seem like such adult things, and I feel anything but adult. I’m not ready to get old, but then again… who ever is?

And yes, I know. Twenty-nine is not really old at all. But for those who didn’t know me as a younger lad, I was all worried about death and getting older and the whole what-do-we-do-with-our-lives question back when I was sixteen. I’ve always been like this – it’s just that now, I’m not nearly as dramatic about it. :)