speak to me
In a certain way, I understand what you are saying. Ever since doomsey's grandmother had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, I've realized that we are not here forever. I've discovered that in a year and a half, I'm going to be turning thirty and all I have to say is where have my twenties gone? Sometimes, I feel like I've spent it all working, whether it's been studying for my masters, grading, or doing lesson plans. I guess I wish I had woken up earlier and realized what I had and spent my time more wisely (aka having more fun and not being such a work-a-holic-- read, stick in the mud).
Is it possible to have a mid-life crisis when you're only thirty? Or is just a run of the mill spiritual crisis?
I understand... I think...
but does this mean I'm not gonna see you at shows anymore?
I am distraught to say the least.
Pizza, Tom.
I love pizza.
nekosensei: this is not a mid-life crisis. i think you're reading too much into this. this is a career change... and in that context it may be much worse.
kat: don't worry, i still need music. i've already decided not to touch my camera *this week*, however.
shawn: i'm with you there.
everyone else: the next post will be less serious, i promise. my misadventures and subsequent anger will again be your entertainment.
ecstacy guy: i still hate you. although you're a walking advertisement against drugs, so you must have some purpose.
It might be good for you to go see some bands without the camera for awhile, although you know everyone is going to ask you where it is. (And if you look at their Myspace page, frankly Bear Claw could use some decent pictures...) But you're not here on earth to fulfill everybody else's expectations. And being preoccupied with that little electronic box during the course of a performance probably affects how you experience that performance.
You are a damn fine photographer and I hope you don't give it up entirely.
But change is good. And yes, people on E are really annoying. I did that stuff three or four times, but that was enough.
Big squishy hugs for you when I see you again.
people who think "disintegration" is upbeat are the same folks who think that sisters of mercy's "lucretia my reflection" is too short.
it's a great album but it ain't one to make you dance a jig and snap your fingers!
what i've come to realize is that i've spent so much time looking for answers that i forgot to just live. i keep questioning my every move and in the process i've let a lot of opportunities pass me by. the way i see it, you'll never know until you just go for it. so even though it's very kamikaze of me, i'll jump into everything head first and just see where i land. i have faith that eventually i'll get it right. i'm not really sure where i stand right now. but i'm happy with who i am & what i'm doing. i don't really have a plan for myself. but just because someone has no direction doesn't necessarily mean they're lost... i'm happy. and for me, i guess that's all that matters... because isn't that what we, as people, are striving to be?... happy?
Such a great post, you capture a feeling (or range of emotions) so well. I know exactly how you feel. I think that envy of our past self is healthy in some ways and overly idealistic in others. I also think that motivation is a very cyclical thing throughout life. You're lucky to feel happy where you are now.
And what's up with college kids and The Cure?
SOmetimes Im temtped to print up an rss feed of the blogs I read zip through em and cut out the hours of clicking on links and adding a comment here or there or just putzing about on the web page. This paperless publication thing takes up a lot of time.
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