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Hello fellow freakscener’s. I’ve been plauged by this feeling of being on the trail end of my youth. I’m living in the middle of my 24th year, and things have finally changed, so much to the point where I can see the very end of the descent of the roller coaster that is/was my free spirited youth. I’m very bothered by this, and don’t know what to expect in the future, does life get any better than the rock and roll lifestyle of being young. Or do you just relive it through your own children. Please give some of your own opinions on this subject. I need to know.
wow, an ode to fading youth thread with replies from three people under the age of 30 (myself included). rich, i’m almost 28 and i know how you feel. when i turned 25 i couldn’t manage to say the number out loud without mumbling for a few months after my birthday. so many friends the same age as me seemed to be doing so much better than i was then. but ms. vestman is right…the plan is to get young people hooked on the stability of work and money until they stop asking themselves important metaphysical questions and instead stay home alone all night watching shitty TV shows they would have boycotted in their teens.
what i found out from 25 to now is that youth always seems to be fading. i’m actually wistful about 2003 now at times, but back then i cursed every day and shook my fist at my birth certificate. getting older kicks ass; i could end up being some dirty arty weirdo on the bus who tells young people about ‘living punk rock’ or failing that, i could end up being satisfied with limited financial and material success.
who was it who said ‘if you’ve sold out before 20, you’ve got no heart. if you haven’t sold out by 30, you’ve got no brain’? because whoever it was, they were/are full of shit. i propose a toast to ageing like wine, north american youth-obsessed culture be damned.
I’m almost J’s and Lou’s and Murph’s age. I stopped being bitter about it a while ago. I still am sometimes, though… I was afraid of turning 30–and I nearly didn’t make it beyond that. Now I’m thinking of 50 and sometimes, that suits me just fine… You never know when you’re going to go or where life is going to take you. As for me, I like sailing my own ship, mostly.
There is always a part of you that will be young–no matter how old you are. Wisdom and experience are grand, but youth is an added touch and it seems like not very many people can have both. I wish I were as wise and fearless now, and have youth without the messiness that it brings about.
Make sure your life is quality filled and that you learn from pain and failure but not constantly live in it–that is not good for your health (mental or otherwise).
Make sure to love. Make sure that there is a reason why you were given skin and a heart and a brain and limbs and feelings and cravings and learning and a soul. That is all.24 and your living the enfd of your life eh? mayeb you should try hanging out with the moondoogie he is 347 and still kicking it real!!
"fata morgana " wrote:I’m almost J’s and Lou’s and Murph’s age.I’m older by a year or so, I love my age, but it does come with limitations. Some evenings I lay in bed and my joints are hurting, not a lot but I can tell it’s just the beginning of being on the other side of the hill. Also my husband jumped off of a cement retaining wall several months ago, (he is my age) and the wall was only about 4 feet tall but he came home and gave me good words of advice, after 40 it is a good idea not to jump off of anything more than
two feet.
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