Playing cool was never something I was very good at. But I am trying. I will not chase. I will not call repeatedly. I will not stare at my phone waiting for it to ring.
Of course, in doing all these things, I will have to find a life so that I'm not so bored I'm staring at my phone. You'd think you would get a book when you turn 30. Something that says, "Congrats on living through your 20s. All those experiences leave you a little jaded and bitter? Still confused about what you are doing on the planet? Worried about that little rash? Here is your guide to your 30s. Sorry we didn't get one out for the last decade but you were just a little unpredictable then. This is a guide, but not a hard and fast rule for what we expect to see for you in this decade. Good luck and see that doctor."
Where's my book?
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Infrequent musings from someone whose life is just a little more boring than yours
1 comment:
I hate to tell you this, but it doesn't get any better when you turn 40, either.
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