Thoughts on 30
A strange feature of being 30 is that I feel like I'm learning many things I thought I knew over again. My understanding seems to have a new window through which to look at things. Now I realize more who my parents are instead of just "Mom" and "Dad." I understand why adults used to be tired. I can see my weaknesses more clearly. When a kid asks me if I ever played basketball, I smile to myself the way I used to see older people smile to themselves when I'd ask the same question - my response, just like theirs is "a little." Among friends I'll start a "back in college... " story but instead of becoming more excited telling it I usually fall off a bit and get contemplative, wondering at those years of my life.
I keep thinking of the things that I "learned" before that come back to me so often and as they start to make sense it makes me wonder if I was just too immature to understand. I wonder when the next cycle like this will happen. Maybe I'll be 50 someday and learn over the same lesson and wonder whether I was "mature" enough for it at 30.
I'm going to post this before I delete it.
9:43:12 PM 
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