She is 20-something, she says, and I start thinking. I am 20-something too. It’s good to be 20-something. You have the sense of youth and possibility with you, unlike those poor old 30-something suckers whose life is half-over. Plus, everyone knows that wild, booze-soaked, clothing-optional 20-something parties are the best! Not that I’m ever invited to those parties, but it’s good to know I’m still eligible. Technically. In case opportunity arises.
There is only one slight problem: I’ll stop being 20-something in a couple of months. (Unless I die, in which case, of course, I’ll continue enjoying the privilege forever) Being expelled from the cool parties I’m never invited to really stings! Perhaps I should invent a time-rewinder and go through my twenties second time. I’m an engineer, after all. It would be like rewinding a VHS tape and re-watching a movie from your favourite spot.
However, there’s another problem: I don’t want to be 20 again. Being 20 sucks. If I look at my life in the past 10 years, 20 would be at the bottom of the deepest ocean trench and 29 would be at the top of Mount Everest. It’s not always straight, smooth or easy road, but it’s sure better up here! And a lot of the things are clearer too. So many things I had no idea about…
- Other people only look like they know what they’re doing. They don’t. Just like me.
- People come and go. That’s life and there’s nothing I can do.
- It’s not always about me. It is usually not. He’s probably just having a bad day.
- It’s ok when people don’t like me.
- I am not gonna live forever. One day, my eyes will be failing and I won’t be able to walk 50 meters without loosing my breath. That will be too late for bungee jumping.
- It’s ok to cry and to not know what to do.
- Things generally happen the way they should. If it didn’t happen, there is a good reason for it. All I can do is keep trying.