getting old.

As if working in NYC hasn't made me feel old enough already, recently I've learned that my friend is engaged to be married this summer! Crazy right?

I'm so happy for him. But it's also kind of surreal. He was a very good friend of mine beginning in middle school and I used to go over to his home almost everyday. We would blow up GI Joes with fireworks and make mini-ramps to jump off with our skates. And now he's getting married.

Crazy how life works. I don't know if I want to grow up, but it looks like I have no choice in the matter.

marriage: i do?

Recently the idea of marriage has become abundantly real to me. No, I'm not considering marriage myself (far from) but it turns out many of my peers are. Within the last couple months I have learned that 2 friends my age have gotten married and 2 friends younger than me have gotten engaged.

When I learned about all these developments my response was one of shock, then disbelief, then joy, and finally puzzlement. At my age, I can't even fathom proposing to someone let alone getting married to someone. Marriage is such a binding commitment, it's such an adult commitment, and it's forever. Goodness, these days I still have second-thoughts selecting my own ice cream flavor, obviously I'm no where near selecting my wife. But I have a great amount of respect and joy for my friends who are taking their steps down the aisle. In this department, they are far more mature than I am (hopefully).

As for myself, I am completely content with living my single life and developing myself so that when the "right girl" comes along I'll be ready to take the plunge myself.