34 is completely strange

It struck me the other day that there’s not a lot to be said about being 34. It’s a nondescript age planted solidly in mid-thirties ambiguity.

College feels like it was a lifetime ago, but I still like to have dance parties and shop in the junior’s section at Marshall’s.

I have life insurance and a will (F…a will?), and most of the same insecurities I did at 14.

I have friends getting married and friends getting divorced. Friends having babies and friends having an awful time with infertility.

I worry about climate change and societal unrest and also my pores and the onset of gray hair.

I listen to the same explicit hip hop I did in 1998, sandwiched between podcasts about religion and the gender pay gap.

I catch myself full of judgmental opinions when I see teenagers wearing revealing clothes, overlooking the fact that teenage me did the exact. same. thing.

I went to a rock concert this weekend. I wore ripped jeans. And when it was over, my back ached from standing all night. I drove home singing at the top of my lungs with two empty car seats as an audience.

It’s a comical juxtaposition to feel so young and so old. And it’s not that I actually feel old (despite the dreadful noises my hips make when I sit cross-legged), but a lot of life and living has happened, providing a vantage point where the past and the future are equally lovely and blurry.

34 isn’t bad. It’s just fine. A bit remarkable and sort of awkward and I’ll take it.

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3 thoughts on “34 is completely strange

  1. Once again I just love your posts. Just wait until you’re 47.5 years old!

    Still awkward and weird, and body and mind are becoming older, like old people old, like parents and grandparents and you see yourself in them in ways that you never before thought would ever happen to you! Your quirks get quirkier and yet at the same time you feel like a 14 year old. You realize your vulnerability where you felt strong and sure in your 20s.

    It’s incredibly fascinating and horrifying all at the same time.

    BTW, I am back in Phoenix! I have a ton of work travel (and some personal) and a crazy schedule but would love to get lunch/dinner with you and see your smiling face in person! xoxo shelley

    On Tue, May 15, 2018 at 4:57 PM, (mis)adventures wrote:

    > Jessica T posted: “It struck me the other day that there’s not a lot to be > said about being 34. It’s a nondescript age planted solidly in mid-thirties > ambiguity. College feels like it was a lifetime ago, but I still like to > have dance parties and shop in the junior’s sec” >

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