I'm 30. I made it. I'm okay with it too. I think. It's weird though. It is. Different.
The most surreal thing about it is the sheer realization of just how fast life truly passes you by. It's no big news that I'm a movie junkie and some of my greatest memories are wrapped in some of my favorites.
Since we are on the subject of birthdays, Sixteen Candles comes to mind. This Hughes classic came out in 1984. I was four. Like most movies of this time, I watched it for the first time at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Home Box Office was THE SHIT then, what's Netflix?
To a five year old, sixteen seems forever away. Samantha always seemed so much older to me. Now, I'm 30...that movie is 26 years old! My brother is 26!
I need to do more with my life. Make memories, have more experiences. I need to take a day off, see a game, go to a museum, get snooty with a maitre d. Maybe even sing Twist & Shout on a big float during a parade.
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
No comments:
Post a Comment