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Posts from the ‘Being Human’ Category

i’m getting older and still no plan

No longer child’s play: I still don’t know where I’m heading.

9/18/06

I just turned 37, which is way closer to 40 than I ever imagined myself getting.  That’s not to say that I didn’t think I’d make it to 40, it’s just to say that I’ve never imagined myself getting this old.

In reality, 37 feels about the same as 27 did.  Only older.

It’s one more example for me that life is somehow a circular thing.  No matter how far I go, how much I change or stay the same, how different my life circumstances turn out to be, I always somehow end up in the exact same place.  It’s like the Mayan theory of time passage.  So what’s the point of moving ahead, other than sheer boredom?

What I feel differently now amounts close to panic.  That is the difference between 27 and 37.  In both cases, I definitely felt the pressure of time running out.  Only now I have ten years added to that – with all the same have-nots in my life, and I still have no plan.  And it’s no one’s fault but my own.

11/2/02

Why do I feel like so much time is passing me by?  It slips like water through my fingers – cold and invisible, it drips away until there is nothing left but the memory of it.

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I don’t need no stinking cell phone! Do I?

...My first (and perfectly natural) instinct is to turn around and go back to get it. I mean...I need it, I want it, I will go get it. If you left your kid at home by accident, wouldn't you turn around and go back for her? Okay, okay - I concede that this is slightly less urgent...

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Why Did I Buy This?

Working in retail can be a real problem for someone with my limited funds and unlimited wants.

This is never so clear to me as when I’m running the register.  So many products!  My wants seem to multiply as the day goes on. “How is it that I’ve never seen this item? What aisle is this on?  Oh, that’s nice!”

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How do you know when it’s time to let go?

I spent a chunk of my day off yesterday cleaning out the “kid’s closet”.  My district is having a yard sale on Saturday to raise money for Easter Seals, so I decided this was a good time to let go of some things.

The kids of the “kid’s closet” are my two nephews, who are now 13 and nearly 17 years old.  When they were little boys, I worked at a toy store; I figure that’s enough said, you can imagine the rest (it’s a big closet).  They spent a fair amount of time with me back then, but that was before they needed cable and the internet to stay entertained.  Back then, they were happy with a movie marathon and a marble maze.

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