So I have been watching A LOT of TV lately. Part of this is because I work grave shifts where I need to stay awake in the middle of the night, partly because I haven't had TV for three years, and partly because I'm too lazy to do anything else with my life.
One of the shows I've been watching is The Voice, where people sing and the judges have to determine if they like the singers based only on their voice. When they like them they hit their button and their chair turns around and they can actually watch the performance. While watching it last night during my grave there was this guy that I was really feeling. He had a nice voice, cool style, was decently good looking and was a single father to two kids. I was like, "oh yeah, I'm feeling this guy, but he's much too old for me. Look how old he looks! He freaking has two kids." He's 26. Which is only 2.5 years older than I am.
It's almost as if I blinked and I was in this category of older people. When did I stop being 21? 24 is two months away. And I'm going to be in my mid-20s. It's a whole new ball game. I'm old enough that it wouldn't be creepy to date someone who is 26. Instead, it would be creepy to date someone who is 21.
Once upon a time (which happens to be the title of another show I've been watching...) I was turning 20. And I had this freak out because in a year I would be old enough to go on a mission. But 21 wasn't a hard birthday at all, not nearly as hard as 20 had been. 24 will be the hardest it's been since 20. And after this it will probably be 28, if not 30.
Am I going to blink and all of a sudden I'm 26? Where is my life going?
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