Sunday, February 21, 2010

26 Years since i was born.

Ya well as the title suggests i am 26 years old, no its not a sudden realization nor is today the day i was born. Just so happens that i had a really random thought, an awkward realization, one which you just play in your mind and then gallop across to another random thought but the relevance makes it stick and stand out in the otherwise dreamy, hypnotic background of, well, random thoughts.

Being 26 is a difficult phase, maybe second only to the teenage years in terms of change, life defining realizations.

My friends are getting married left, right, center, above, below...god 2 of them even got married in a palace!

i feel perfectly between 'i wanna have fun, enjoy myself, meet new people' and 'i am so happy my life is so stable and i have someone to come back home to'.
I keep getting thoughts of how it would feel to be independant, on my own, without something i am committed to, left alone just to wander, just to experiment and free to do as i please, no one to answer to and to have no one whose life is so deeply connected to mine.
I think its just human to dream of freedom, more so in males who like to think of themselves as young, strong stallions galloping, sprinting across a green thick field and feeling the strong gust of wind in their hair burning their eyes stretching the skin to the back of their heads. Well you get the point.
But then you take a look at the woman you love and it makes you feel like a child again, waiting to get to his mother, to climb up to her and disappear in her lap. You think of how stressful your job is, how much you hate every bit of it and how your stomach feels like a student riot every time you are accountable for something going wrong at your workplace. You crave for that space, that touch and that voice that relaxes, calms you, the person who when opens the door suddenly changes your memories of the day. Suddenly your boss, the traffic goes out of the window and you know in her smile is the key to your happiness. You look at her and you thank your stars. you dont burn with teenage excitement you just warm yourself with her smile and you say to yourself 'This is home'.

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