Tuesday, May 02, 2006

I'm 26 today.

Here's the question of the day: When looking back on life in general, and past indiscretions in particular, at what age does it become unacceptable to excuse yourself by saying, "I was just a kid,” or “I was young then”? I'm not sure, but I think 26 is getting close.

It's not that I'm mourning my youth. I'm not that melodramatic. But birthdays are a strange thing. Me? I'm not a huge birthday person. As my grandma says, "It's just another day." (I should note she says that about her own birthday, not mine. Any grandma worth her salt wouldn't say such a thing about her grandson's big day.)

However, the one good thing about birthdays -- for me, anyway -- is the way they serve as an annual opportunity to take stock of what I've done with my life and look ahead to what I could or should be doing. I'm not one of those people who makes a list of things to do before I'm 30 or 40 or 75 or before I die. I tend be a bit more spontaneous, more "go with the flow" and see where life takes me. It's been an interesting ride so far, which is really what it all comes down to, right?

posted by The Head Kid at 11:28 AM