Just landed in Bangkok. I’m on double-dose on melatonin tonight so I’m here while these tabs dissolve. I got pressured into having a few sips of green tea because it was bought for me. I don’t seem to learn from my mistakes.
“Liz, you ever consider that you are a side gig?”
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A friend told me something a week ago that I can’t get off mind. I was telling him about some things that are going on and he was laughing at me… a lot. Not because of what I was saying was comical or ridiculous, but because, as he says, I’m at a point in life where everything still has so much meaning and that I’m over-thinking the things that people do and say. He told me that not everything has as much substance as I currently think and it’ll wear with age. That sounds frightning, actually.
“Why are you laughing?”
He told me that it was a nice thing to see, kind of seeing himself in my shoes kind of thing and that he missed those kind of days where everything around had so much meaning and purpose. He said that now he was 30+, him and anyone around his age knows exactly what they want while I’m in my mid-twenties, still figuring things out as if everything’s a puzzle. I think he might be right. I was pretty sure of what I’ve wanted in life until having some wholesome chats with these 30-something-year-olds. I guess I must have stars in my eyes or something.