In a life characterized by uncertainty, one thing is sure for me: the days of childhood and adolescence are dead and buried. Let me offer some proofs for that postulation.<\/p>\n
1) I got a parking ticket yesterday for parking in a certain place, and there\u2019s noone to complain to.<\/em> As I approached my car after leaving the Y yesterday, a tingling horror halted my steady pace. There was something on my windshield, and it wasn\u2019t animal excrement. No, friends, it was a 20 dollar ticket, and it came alone, with nary a shoulder to cry on. Given my financial state, I briefly contemplated a brief but plaintive wail, and then thought better of it. After all, 24 seems an age pretty far removed from wailing, much more so than 23, though I don\u2019t know why.<\/p>\n 2) My aging Accord won\u2019t start, and there\u2019s no passing off the buck to a gracious father figure. I\u2019ve got to go out there and jump the lifeless vehicle myself. I\u2019m tired, my feet hurt, and I need to review my Greek, but I\u2019m about to troop outside and start the car. Don\u2019t you just weep<\/em> with me over my newfound call to responsibilty?<\/p>\n 3) I\u2019m going to bed at a decent hour, watching my daily saturated fat intake, and aching rather profoundly after exercise. None of these require elaboration, and each demonstrates a marked change in behavior. Add to that increased attention to one\u2019s appearance, namely, hairline, and you\u2019ve got yourself an excellent candidate for early middle-agedness. It\u2019s enough to make me want to get a skateboard or something\u2013only then I\u2019ll ache with even greater intensity in muscles I didn\u2019t even know I had. The situation, folks, is dire. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" In a life characterized by uncertainty, one thing is sure for me: the days of childhood and adolescence are dead and buried. Let me offer some proofs for that postulation. 1) I got a parking ticket yesterday for parking in a certain place, and there\u2019s noone to complain to. As I approached my car after […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1217,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[13035],"class_list":["post-51","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n