I realised a few days ago that this year I am going to be 49… I’ve never been bothered with age very much, but somehow this time around it is different. It’s like 50 is just around the corner and that’s well into middle age, it’s an age one should be respectable.
Instead, I don’t care much about clothes, I watch science fiction, when I go anywhere it’s by bicycle or public transport, I spend time on the internet, I don’t care about money, and I still feel like someone of indeterminate youngish age. I feel like I could still go out and start a new life living somewhere in Europe doing something cool, I feel creatively energetic.
In part its because I never started a family, I think. It just never seemed like the right thing to do. Instead of settling down with a wife and kids I have wandered over the UK and the Netherlands working various creative jobs and occasionally taking sabbaticals.
It’s like I’m still 25 and the previous 25 years never happened. But somewhere I am starting to wonder whether it is entirely appropriate.
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