27 and Living It
I initially wanted to call this 27 and loving it...but I decided to go for 27 and living it, because that is exactly what I am doing
27 is a confusing age...There are times when I feel so old, like I have lived out my whole life...and there are times when I feel like I have not lived enough, or that I have not lived at all....
Interestingly, you start looking back and feeling dramatic. You suppress feelings of sadness by drowning yourself in your work and hiding in the shadows of a successful career. You work and work until your head hurts and are too tired to think or feel.
It's payday and you realize, you can actually afford a lot of things that could keep you temporarily happy... a body massage, several shots of baileys, a new two-piece, or if you get desperate, maybe even a day or two in a hotel or resort...
And then, pop comes out an image of a younger you from 8 years back, having nothing else but 40 pesos in a worn-out pair of shorts, squatting like an Indian near the UP oblation area, having the time of her life....
For one brief, tiny moment, you wish there was a backdoor to time so that for just even a millisecond, you could go back to that exact time and day from 8 years back......
if remembering the past makes us sad, it is because we may have forgotten how to live like there is no future. and we may have stopped living the life of our past.
Posted by: Garynelle Maxin | June 18, 2007 01:53 AM
very insightful comment, thanks.
i have this recurring tendency for temporary melodrama...haha...
Posted by: Claire | June 21, 2007 10:46 AM