On the Eve of 27

It's not that I feel that I haven't accomplished enough to turn 27. It's mostly just that I feel myself slipping towards 30. Which isn't a bad thing, persay. It just scares the shit out of me, mostly for stupid societal reasons like finding husbands and having babies and buying real estate.

And also when I think that John Keats died at 25 and had accomplished so much that he is taught in Intro to English studies at Muhlenberg.

I mean, talk about giving people a freaking complex. Geez.


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ev said...

finding husbands? how many are you looking to get, exactly? :)