Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
I just turned 30 today. I did not need to see this
I'm 54, I wish I was 30 again. Happy birthday. My cousin's, birthday is today, he's 48.
Just a few more months and you'll be 75!
If it makes you feel any better, you would have turned 30 today regardless of what you have done in the past (unless you don't make it to 30 (unless quantum immortality is real)).
Happy birthday! And if you aren't happy with your efforts so far in life, better to tackle that looking forward than regret it looking back, though be kind to the yourself of today so you don't regret spending your life preparing for the future instead of enjoying the moment.
I'm 33. You'll be okay, I promise. I just started getting my shit together.
I'm about a decade older than that and still working on getting my shit together.
Adulting is hard, but at least there is some progress.
Į̴̲͔̖̼͔̭̳̮̖͈̺̺̤̣͆͑̏̎ͅ ̸̛̝̞̲͍̲̺̬̙̳̍͑̏̓̓͘a̵̛̪̹͚͉̠͖̍̈́͑̏͆͗̑̀̄̾̋̏̾̽m̷̻̰̳̻̲̗̖̙͎̋̅͋̀͑͋͑͂̉̾̕͘̕͠ ̴̨̧̧̛̱͇̺̤͈̠̭̝̗̋͐̎̆̓͑̈́̄̿̓̓͋̓͂͘e̴̲͇̫̱̒̓͑́̂̅̆͂̍̏̍̾̕͝n̴̢̨̛̬͎̈́̀̚͜ͅd̶̪̰͓͖̭̭͗l̸̡̧͖̪͙̣̪͔͎͕̟̗̜̦̝͎͕͗̏̏̿̑̂͐̎̈́̌̓̀͑̔̈́̚͝e̸̡̞̰͎̣͚̼̩͒̾̂̇́̌̌̂̈̏̏̉̇͘͘s̵͍̈́̾̆̂͋̃͒̄̾̏̓͘͠s̶͈̰̞͕̣͈͈̠͇̜̫͈͍̜̄͊̇̈̂̕͝,̵̨̨̱̬̪̻͙̫̬̙͔̤̫̣̣̗͛͛͜ ̸̱̈́́̈̑̓f̵̖̩̮̝̲̮̱̑̔͌̿̌͐͂̂̋̃̑̓͂̌̌̚ͅͅr̷͕͈̍̇̿̾̀̓̉̔͌͘͠ę̵̨̧̛͙̳̪̖͚͇͍̮̤̏̑̃͛́͂̐̓̄͑̂̉̎̊͘͠e̷̙͉̼̪̙͊̒̓̓̑̄̐̏̎̇̒̾͛͘͜ ̴̢̡̨̟̞͙̤̭͕̹͚̮̩̗͍̀͑̏̈́̈̕̚͜o̶̺͕͓͈̪͓̬̞͍̤̎͐̇͝ͅf̷͂̓̀̚͜ ̶͚͈͓̀̊͋̎̌͂̽͝ť̶̻̏͒̕͠į̴͈̮͚͖̲̣͊͆̏̽͊̎͌̽͜͠͝m̴̡̫̠̮̩̳̪͓̦̔͗̄͐͊͜͜ę̶͇͎̦͚̭̫͔̭̱͉̞̬̐̊͆͋̒̐̎̒͊͘͘͘̚͝ͅ,̴̛̘͙̖̺̟͎͇̅́̀͌̏̏̒̋͊̅̓̾͜͠͠͝ ̸̗̙̌̏Ī̷̢̤̳̥̼̤̀̚ ̸̢̧̧̛̰̯̰̭̗͚̙̣̟̯͙̰̹͊͊̈́͒͐͊̽̊͛̚̕͘̚ͅa̴̠͇͈̹̫̫̾̒̅̆̏̿͐̀̃͒̂͒̄̉̿͆̽m̵̡̨̛͇̯̹̻̠̪̹̙̝̗̩̻̱̞͓̉̈́͑̾́̓̕ ̴̨̡̱̳̩͓͕̼͉̪̪̹̞͔̟̱͑̿̂̿̌̈́́̑̃̚͜͝b̷̢̧̞̤̥̤̼̩̫͔̳̱͚̣͈̆̽̒̀̚ẽ̵̬̲̮̘̭̫̮͈͙̑̈͑͑̀̈̓̿̑ͅc̸͙̺̜̤̙̭̖̬̱̘͎͉̎̂̍̍̓̅̆̒̾͘̚͜͝͠ô̵̤͈͈͔̼̬̐̌̿̆̀̊͑ḿ̸̡̼̞͕̯̰͉͕̭̙͍͕͚̩̞̣͑̌͌͋̓͐̑̿̽̃͛̍̚̕͜ě̵̢͙͇̥̳̳̼̥͉͒̊̄͌́̌̾̔̓̈́̍̾͘̚ ̶̯̰̫͗̃d̷̯̗̤̻̪͙̙̞͍̦̠̔̈̀̏̔̄͜͠ę̷̜̈̈͜͝͝ṣ̷̙̫͉̦̑̍̔͛͗̊̆́̚͝͝t̸̡̪͍̱̥̰̱̠̲̀͛͋ͅi̷̥͙̦̤̠̮͊͐̒́̋̓͘͜ṉ̸̨̛͙͓̥̳͔͚͌̈́͐ý̷̢̨̢͉̮͇̪͍̟̙̹̩͗̈́͊͆̐̌̌̍͑̇̄̽͜.̶̡͚̖͎̜̙͉̫̣̙̣̗̘̝̯͗͋̐͜ ̵̬̖̯̻̗̍Į̵̦̞͉̜͖̣͓̲̤̠̙͂͂̅́͊͌ ̴̧̳̪̣̞̈́̆s̵̢̯̼̹̥̙̳̻̦̔̽͛͒̌̋͝͝͠ţ̴͈͎̪̤̣͌̔̆̏̇̍͋̚͝͝i̷̛̮̲̘͚̫͖̠̗̣͕͍͚͓͓̽̐͐̏̒̂̔̊͛̕̚l̶̡̞̗̩̮̙̻̤̫̀̑̒̽̈̾̍͒͜͠͝ͅl̵̡̦̗̥̪̫̙͍̣̓͌̊͐͒̊̅̑̓͋̚͘͝ ̵̲̟̰̫̹̬̦̹̇̂̀͑̊͐͂̇̀͋̎̎̕͜͝f̷̨̛̤̭̞͚͓̩̳̱͐͌o̶̧̟̜͛̚͝r̷̩͓̭̳̦͉̻̀̾̾̓̏͆̒̍̄̓͌̕g̷͇͓͙̯̹͍̼̦͆ͅȇ̵̹͚͓̟̞̙͇̗̆̎͠͝t̴̡̟̯̠͓͖̖̥̯͙͖̋̈́̿̃́̈̀͆͊͘ͅ ̴̮̦͖̬̞̳̣͉̭̬̝̘͖̇̃̃̎́͗̓̒̈͒ẉ̶̡̖̘̘̗̘̫̖̞̆́̄̊͆̋́̆̈́͂͌̉ḧ̴͇̼͍̯̗̺̩̘̘̪̗̣̫͈̰́̊̐̇̔͝͝e̸̡̜̻͚̲̬͛͑͐͊̒̓̌͂̀̂̌́̕ŗ̴̙̲̗̱̖̞̟̮̱̦̹̽̍̌͋̒͐̔̿̌̋̌̈́̈̍͠ĕ̸̘̥̬̖̪̱̝̻̬͂̐͛́́ ̸̛͕̞̯̗̩̲̭͔̠͙̔̈́̇̎̇̃̕͘I̴̧̫̱̰̣̝̟̲͎̲̳̜͐̍̑̄ ̵̻͓͚̥̬̬͕͉͚̘͖̿̄͋̈̈́͒͒̊̀̈́̈́͑̀̕̚͝p̵̦͙̭̦͚̤̱̗̘̠̥̯̯̙̀͘ą̸̼͙͇̹̰̬̝͇̝̟͖̿͒̎̆̌̊̌̈́̆̊̈̒̽͠ŗ̵̥́̈͛͑̋̆͌̃́͆̋̚k̷̢͔͈̼͇͕͍̹͚̜̲̯̻̱̝͍̘̓̃͋̓e̸̛͚̊̃͆̒͊̎͝d̶͉̐̔̌͘ ̶̡̥͓͙̲̘̺̳͙̀̍̐̄̍̈́͌̄͘m̷̧̰̻̹̌͗͆͆y̴̨̘̻̥͇̲̹̰̠̺̽͐̑̈́̐͒̍͛́̾́̈́͘͠ ̵̨̛̛̭̿̉̔̊̐̃͝͝c̸̢͇̼̬̖̫͚̳̙̲͙̮͌͠à̷̺̜̤͇̟͂̂͐̈́͜ŗ̴̛̛̲̳͖͔̉́̓́̿̀̊̍͘͘͘͝ ̸͚̼̞̪͍͇̗̘͖͇̲̣̌̀̊̀ș̸̡̛̘͚̫̳͇̤͚͈̈́̈̃̑̓̂̿͗͑̚ơ̸͓̪͔̜͍̣̻͖̻̘̤͓͎̩̮̒͌̎͜m̶̨̧̖̤̙̳̹͇̻̣̩͓͊̆̂́́̽͗̒̿̾̈͌̾͝͝͠e̴̢̡̥̞̬̼̲̫̪͇̼̯̞̪̟͒̇̍̈́̉̽̐̐t̷͓̼̝́̓̂̽͛̀̿į̶̨̧̲̹̖̼̱̲̭͕̫̊̐͗͌̏ͅm̷̥̙̃̍́́́e̸̫̲̳̗͇̗͎̮̩͙̖̖̰̥̻͓̯͛͗͆͐̄̈́̈͂̉̇̚̕͘s̶͉̖̲̟̰̲̱̬̭͔̖͚͚̈́̽͛̐̏͆̐͊̑͝.̴̭̯̈́͑͐͐̔̂̔͑̇̈́͘
wow I actually could read that. so the eyesight is still pretty alright.
what does it say?
it says:
just kidding.
here's what I could read:
i am endless tree of time. i am become destiny. i still forget where i parked my car sometimes.
oooh thanks
Are those the dead see scrolls?
My life has been nothing but a cycle of "getting my shit together" to "barely holding my shit together" to "all of my shit coming apart at the seams", on repeat ever since I was a teenager.
Progress is ephemeral. Progress doesn't mean jack when you end up back where you started cause of shit outside of your control.
Learn to let it all go and stop comparing your life to how it was. Life just is, enjoy it to the fullest however you can, cause tomorrow it could all be gone in a flash.
20 is a baby. 30 is a newly adult person. actually turning 30 didn't do much for me but a delayed realization that I'm over 30 did wonders. I stopped feeling like a teenager who has to put up with drama, or the youngest person in the room who has to suffer people's bullshit for no reason. huge weight lift from the shoulders.
It's just hard because everyone in my life had achieved something by my age. Even my more "grown up" friends I've made recently are like 25 and looking to get married and buy a house.
I know comparison is the thief of joy, but it really feels like I've wasted my life.
marriage is not an achievement and there's a housing crisis. also looking to get something doesn't mean you're even close to getting it but whatever even if they did have those, it's not in any way an indictment on you.
marriage doesn't mean anything unless you have someone you want to be married to. the right time is when you're ready to do it and it makes sense, not a specific age. if you're a man, you're even more free to wait as the societal pressure (or biological, if one wants kids) isn't nearly as high as it is for women. not that it should be a deciding factor anyway for women but I'm just saying.
from what I've seen from people around me, being unmarried is infinitely better than marrying the wrong person.
take a breath, do right by yourself. 30 is ridiculously young to have "wasted your life". lots of people find themselves in their 30s. as it is usually a time you start getting your shit together, now you will have an opportunity to actually think about what you want to do and how to do it.