As I approach another birthday, I find that I don’t feel all that old. 29 isn’t that old, but it depends on your point of view.
I remember when I was in high school thinking that college kids were so old.
I remember when I was in college thinking that those that had already graduated were really old.
When I was an undergrad, I remember thinking that when I hit 30, I’ll be an “adult”.
You know what? I became an adult somewhere during my college years. It just sort of happened without any pomp and circumstance. There wasn’t a party saying, “Hey Brian, you’ve made it to adulthood!”
Technically, when you turn 18, you are an adult in this country. When I turned 18, I didn’t think so. I still felt very much under the umbrella of my parents. Legally, I was not allowed to drink. I was still seven years from being able to rent a car. All of these things I associated with adulthood.
But now I will be 29. I live alone. I rarely get carded anymore. I’ve rented one car, and it was actually before I turned 25. There are no big milestones left until I hit 65 and can collect Social Security (if it is even around at that point). Sure, there are the 30, 40, 50, and 60 milestones. Being that age doesn’t allow me to do anything different. It is just a number.
I am still a ways away from the big three-oh, but I don’t feel that old. When does the “old” feeling hit? Will it just suddenly hit me one day?
I firmly believe that you are as old as you think you are. It is not something you can measure in years. It is a frame of mind.
How “old” are you?