Well I haven’t pasted on here since I first created it and I’d like to claim that I’ve been so busy with work and extracurricular activities that I just haven’t had time. Sadly that is not the case. Reality is, I just have no life and have nothing to talk about. Sad huh?
One bit of good news though is that Glynnis finally moved to the area! Yay, I have another friend to spend time with! Makes me feel like slightly less of a loser, slightly. Hopefully she won’t be too busy with work and volunteering and what not to actually see me.
Well my birthday is coming up in 2 days. I turn the big 2-5. Quarter century. Wow, a little freaky actually. Not that I feel old or anything, but it just makes me think, wow, I actually am an adult. It also depresses me because I feel like I should be farther along in my life than I am. Not that my life is bad, by any means. I have a good job I’ve been at for 2 ½ years, with a very reputable company in the biological science field. I’ve risen up and am the team leader for my area. I’m well respected at my company. I’ve got to travel to quite a few places for work and give presentations to Ph. D’s and other intellectual types. I’ve been to Belize, Mexico, the Caymans, Las Vegas, Toronto, Austin, TX, Miami and Chicago in the last 15 months. That’s really not too damn bad when you think about it.
But on the other hand I feel like I’m still in high school. I still live at home, which I realize a lot of people my age in this area do, it’s just too darn expensive to rent a place on your own. And why pay hundreds of dollars to live somewhere else when I can live at home (granted I do pay rent there), and be 10 minutes away from work?
Also it seems as though every time I turn around, someone my age, or younger, is getting engaged, or married, or gulp, having kids. And here I am, alone, as lonely as can be, with no prospects even on the horizon. I’m not saying I want to get married right now, because that’s not the case. I just feel as if everyone around me is growing up, moving on, starting their “real life” and here I am, stuck in the same place, waiting and wondering when the hell I’m gonna grow up and have a life. I’m afraid of just waking up one day, being 40, being alone and wondering what the hell happened to the life I wanted to lead.
I wonder, does anyone else feel the same way?
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