I was out an about on Saturday night and had a revelation… I’m getting OLD. Sometime, in the past year or so, I have made the transition between being a young, self-conscious, 20 something year old, to being one of those people I never thought I’d become.

I remember, some years ago, when in town, we’d look at the ‘tragic’ 30 something year olds who were dancing around like crazy people. “poor them”, we’d say. “they obviously only get out once in a blue moon, and look at that dancing…”

So when I found myself in a bar, discussing my growing desire to move to the suburbs and have babies and a lawn, before leaping up to the dance floor, where we proceeded to make absolute fools of ourselves, while the 20 somethings jiggled self-concisely and looked at us like we were tragic… It hit me.

Being older is AWESOME.

Every year, you shed more and more of those issues that plague your early twenties. You stop caring what pother people think, how you ‘should’ behave, you start talking to strangers in the street without fear they’ll think you’re weird, and when someone says you’re about to hit the age where single ladies sit at home crying into their chips, you smile and think ‘well the chips part sounds nice’.

It’s really nice to enter an age when you feel comfortable with yourself and all your quirks. These days, I know I can live life by my own rules. I don’t have to do things the way other people might expect, and i they don’t like it, I don’t feel any requirement to change for them.

People my whole life have told me that getting older is actually a good thing. I think I finally understand why :)