ageing, i've got you on my mind

Seeing as my birthday is fast approaching, it's at this time when I start to think about ageing. Yes, I shy away from the numbers, and internally dread when that day rolls around, not so much because of the size of the number, but because of what that number is 'supposed' to mean. You see, this years number, is definitely the number by which you 'should' be in that serious relationship and starting to settle down. You see, I'm semi settled - but as a loner. At this age, you'd also expect that the person would be 'settled' in their employment as well - again, I buck the trend here too. Here I sit, 10 years out of high school, and still, not really any closer to that life altering purpose. Since all that crap went down with the uni stuff though, to a certain extent I stopped trying to plan things, for the last little while, I have been trying to roll with things as they come. However I am not so naive, to think that this can be sustained forever, I'm aware this is still a diversionary tactic - unassuming as it may be.

At my work, I'm fairly well surrounded by people at their worst; inflicted with the ailments and serious illnesses and conditions that age brings with it. It 's horrible and another major reason that birthdays scare me a little. Every year, I get a little closer to having to worry about the medical conditions whose incidence increase with age, the extra added sucky bits that come with being a female - and then there's the random stuff like MND that fall from the sky like a flaming comet of shit and blow your life to pieces. Scary shit.

But, on the positive things about my age that I'm particularly grateful for; that no one in my high school class had a mobile phone, that I can spell properly, that I don't use acronyms and STUPID abbreviations to express my feelings, that when I was growing up - Doc Martens were about as brand orientated as life got. And, for all the low times, because now I'm all the much stronger and wiser because of it all. It's a rough ride this life.

Well, off to read up on strokes (no, seriously!)
Until next time,
SB