It's crazy to me that the older you get, the less time you have for the things that you love. When did the things that we all dread doing take over the things that we adore in life?
I feel like I'm at that cusp in existence where bills are about to be my Saturday afternoon, and work is going to extend past 40 hours a week. Call me pessimistic... but that just plain sucks.
The older you get, the less friends you have time for. Hell, I think I'm down from 20 to 3... maybe 4 (seriously).
The older you get the less hobbies you have. You always hear middle aged people say things like, "When I was your age I was ______ (insert fun and spontaneous activity here)!"
The older you get the less you want to party. Even now, I look back to when I was between 18-22 and wonder how the hell I partied as hard as I did - a standard week now is one night of drinking, 5 days of hangover, and one day of normalcy.
The older you get the faster time passes. There's another thing middle-aged people always say: "I feel like that was just yesterday..." This is probably why old people are always doing bills - last month seems like last night.
Okay, I'm done being negative, because there is in fact a positive point to all of this. The point is that I've decided to start taking my hobbies more seriously, because I feel like the things I love to do have in recent months fallen by the wayside. Hence why I am blogging again. I love to write, so this blog is a way to stay motivated to keep doing what I love.
Again I point to irony: Isn't a hobby something that should be enjoyed? It seems for me to be a lot of work to keep a hobby... but that is okay.
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