As much as any 20-someone
will crib about life, it is the most open ended and action packed decade of
anyone’s life. It is a contradictory, sweet and sour decade. You will fail and
succeed, not in equal measure. It will teach you things which you will not forget
easily.
Some of the truths that
make their existence known are that your college degree doesn't mean squat and
without it, you most probably will squat. The quarter life crisis hits you when
you least expect it. Maybe at 24, but that doesn't mean that you will live till
96 to witness the next time Haley's Comet comes around.
Home is a studio apartment
with the most important asset being your Internet connection. You slowly
realise that unsuccessful talented people are everywhere. Then you notice that
the successful people are in their 30s, so that gives you hope- I can still
make it.
That feeling you got at 17
that i know everything, is no more. And if you still are with your
childhood sweetheart, then have you not dated enough people. Right through your 20s
you will be slapped, jolted and reminded by the fact that you actually don’t
know nothing. And personally speaking, it’s good for you to be told so. This is
where you are gaining knowledge, which will eventually give wisdom.
You hop skip and jump
careers, unsure where your true calling lies. You shift, sometimes give up
because you know now that your best is not good enough. Hopefully you will end
up with something that you can tolerate to do for a living and don’t lose your
creativity.
But hey, you are in the
best shape of your life, sometime in your 20s. And unless you go under the
knife or a long dormant beauty gene which doesn’t exist, kicks in; this is the
way you will look. You are free to take care of it or spoil it with your
lifestyle. It’s your choice- you are an adult.
I repeat, you are an
adult. And unlike a while back, your actions have consequences. There is no
free lunch no more. You budget irrespective of your bank balance. Your
uniqueness is slowly blending into bourgeois homogeneity. 20s is when you
really understand brain-drain and know that politics affects everything. When
you feel you could have been born in the 1960s and be part of movements and because
you can’t, you seek solace in the wise lyrics of Bobs- Marley and Dylan.
Heck, now even decade gone
by gets you into trips of nostalgia. You remember some of your oldest friends.
See how your lives have diverged. Some are into domestic bliss and others
are clueless even on the 10th anniversary
of their 18th birthday bash.20s is when you want someone to talk to, and also
someone you can afford to avoid. The friends made in the 20s are the friends
you will have for life. Girlfriends and boyfriends not quite so.
The 20s are when regular
coitus interferes with anything creative you always wanted to do (gratuitous
Sheldon Cooper reference). Whereas the lack of it makes you a depraved soul
with other outlets to vent (No you can't form a Fight Club, who do you think
you are? Tyler Durden?).
Also, this being in 20s is
too generalised as well. 20s people are not homogenous. There are sub divisions
in that – 21-23, 24-26 and 27-29. And they don’t like each other particularly
well either. It is because of the surveys that all of them are shunted together in
a group. Each one is different. Sure they all look alike but scratch the
surface and they are anything but. They are
distinctly different once you go past exchanging pleasantries and actually talk.
Sure they say 20-something
is hard, it’s tough.For the crazy enough, even
psychedelic.But so what? Stability is
nice, but entropy is nice too.Being 20 something is
quite something.
There’s
no name of the original poster.
But
it has been on the Internet for a while and i wish to thank and acknowledge the
creator of the post.
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