This is me... if I had glasses or could grow decent facial hair.
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As I close in on 30 (only 3 birthdays away), life seems to be looming. Am I goal-oriented enough? Is my 401k sufficiently funded? Is my hairline receding? Are my abs still rock hard? Am I in a career that I'm "passionate" about? Have I found my life calling?
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We enter life completely innocent and start asking questions off the bat. As we age, the questions only get bigger. At some point I'm sure I'll reach a stage of clarity in which I'll stop asking the fatalistic, less meaningful, "what if" questions and start focusing on what truly matters... but for now, I need to know... Am I too old to play Halo?
3 comments:
I've been missing your blogs Mike.....and just today thought that perhaps you might use this wonderful occasion of your birthday to reappear and bless us with your sagacity and wit. I remember the first few years of our marriage I felt like we were almost playing at life. It was only after we started our family that it became"real".
Just wait until your 3 b-day's away from 40! I can't even bring myself to write the next b-day I am 3 b-day's away from - it is frightining to say the least.
You're never too old to play Halo as long as you can accept 6 year olds kicking your butt and trash talking you the whole way. This was a big pill for me too swallow as evidenced by the fact that I haven't played since I was about 27 (now 29, and it still hurts). Now I prefer rock band where I pretend I'm a star. Happy 27!
Cheers, Jason
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